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// Progress Report Week 33 
// Story: A Muffin For Muffins 
// by BatwingCandlewaxxe 
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Progress Report Week 33
Worked with Compound Sigil on magic theory most of the week.  He's actually been rather enthusiastic about teaching me, after overcoming his initial skepticism.  My progress quickly won him over; and I can tell he's overjoyed at heart to have another pupil as apt as Twilight was, though the stuffy old fart will never openly admit it.  I think he cultivates a curmudgeonly demeanor for effect, playing the jaded elderly scholar for all it's worth.  The mask slips often enough despite his efforts, letting me glimpse that sparkle in his eyes, most particularly when we get into the really advanced sigilistics.  Twilight has finally openly expressed her reservations regarding my unique learning ability, and wants to study me and Meadowbrook's spell more extensively.  If it was anypony but the princess, I'd say she was either jealous or paranoid, but now I'm starting to share her apprehension.  Not enough to overcome my elation at finally making a dramatic leap forward in my understanding of magic, however.  This is just so cool!  (Heh, there's that Rainbow Dash influence again.  I miss flying with her.)  

Muffins didn't appear to be feeling well, so I took her to Fluttershy, who took me to task, with good reason, about the state of her health, particularly for overfeeding her sweet stuff and not providing sufficient exercise.  Rosie chided me for neglecting my own health, with similarly good reason — I'm barely able to get off the ground for more than a half-hour nowadays.  I hate to think it's the muffins, but they're clearly a substantial part of my condition.  Eating for comfort is never a good thing.  So, fewer muffins and more exercise for us both.  Pinkie threw a late combination "welcome home" and "congratulations on getting published" party for me, so I guess my new diet will have to wait a day or two.