Fluffy bunnies. Fragrant clover. Bedazzling rainbows.

After an extended illness, it is a soul-refreshing thing to return to work. Toiling honestly in fruitful labor that is appreciated by all, and at every turn greeting by the stunning and well-disposed personages who felt your absence as but a vacancy in their very souls, now rendered complete and, nay, meaningful with your return. Today I was greeting by a parade of perfumed, be-ribboned midgets who danced intricate choreography around my gleeful form as a sign of welcome, after which a 7'8" man named Iakkov tossed rose petals about me in the air from a deep basket as though autumn had fast forwarded in but an instant to spring, and the trees had burst forth from their fall slumber to full April glory.

Ahhh, good times. Day 5 finds nothing but respect and camaraderie. Yup. Nothing but.

Senation: the neckline itch, although still present, is transitioning into a lovely tickle

Palpation: still rough about the Van Dyke region, but transitioning to soft and feathery in the mandibular region

Personal satisfaction rating: 3.5 (out of 5 Norsemen)