Except that a friend called last night with talk of another job. It was more the talk than the job that got me clinging to my European past again. I'm still not 100% sure if the devil you know is not better than the devil you kind of knew a long time ago...I would certainly miss that mad scientist friend and all the crazy things we've done...building space ships large and small, making torches to burn in medieval castles, making amazing things out of junk. Garlic spagetti, long hours, cold hands, dust, fumes, extra strong coffee, and that sparkle that i have only seen in the eyes of my fellow magicians while making something out of nothing...this i will regret.