Introduction

I've chosen the grumbling house-elf from Harry Potter as my nickname, because that is what I feel like. I'm obedient to masters I don't like, but don't feel I have a choice. When I was young I thought I had a lot of choices over the direction of my life. As I age, I realize that is, for the most part, an illusion. Ironically, I have two jobs that require me to keep telling people otherwise. Which, I think, only lends to prove my point. I do believe there is a God, but it's possible he is a sick bastard with a cruel sense of humor.