At the Entrance of the City Gates...

Well, the exegesis ord folks apparently thought I was S-M-R-T, but the theology ones didn't. Silly people, couldn't they tell by the horrible handwriting that I really did know everything but had a fluke computer problem?

And thus Bitter Week has reached its beautiful climactic ending. At least the boys are all buying me beer tonight!

Yay beer. Alan's offer of working at the brewery is looking more and more attractive.