See when one gets a good coat, I mean a really GOOD coat, if you are anything like me you are loath to just toss it out. I have a really small waist and large hips. When I wear it, most people think Im wearing a corset, it looks that good. I've wandered into places like target and Wally World. I've tried the cute little exclusive shops, the coats there make me look like a sack of potatoes. Great fabric, lousy with the way they hang, So my coat stays with me regardless of the small patches covering up the thread bare parts. I'm lucky I'm a wizard with a needle and thread.
I've been promised coats by well meaning friends over the years, but I'd pass them all up in favor of this black gypsy rag bag I love.
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Since everyone is giving the Boi so much shit about the slight nodding resemblance to Edward Cullen, he's planing on watching Twilight tonight... I of course am opting to get the hell out of the office and going upstairs because I don't want to laugh hysterically at the Boi who I predict will be completely disgusted with the emo overtones.
When he asked me what I thought of the movie, I told him, its an after school special with a million dollar budget. I failed to mention that the movie has some Morman principles interwined in the plot. As lame as Napoleon dynamite was AND written by a Morman, it had some great funny situations and didn't pretend to be something it wasn't. ( You've no idea just HOW many geeks I know!)
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I'd flown downtown a few days ago, My friend's shop is closing in a few months and on top of this mess, her relationship with her husband was shifting and a break after 24 years is inevitable. They are the best of friends which is fortunate. But I felt it strange that in the course of just running errands I wanted to stop into her shop to see how she was doing. I hadn't seen her in months. I had the urge to bring my cards along with me before I'd left the hypercube..and when I left her shop a few hours later, she was feeling clearer and a bit more strong which is definitely my goal every time I shuffle.
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I may have posted this picture before but if I did? its worth posting again..
When good fruit goes bad.....
That is all.
- Location:Here? that's relative..
- Mood:Don't do mornings, they do me
- Music:The wheel in me head..
%&#*$#!!!
Sooo Dave (obviously NOT the ex) the friendly Eugene neighborhood Tech took that sick flu riddled piece of crap across town to his office to work on it and I was without my tech limb. I learned something interesting yesterday..that when my surroundings are chaotic outwards, there's peace inside within me. If all is QUIET in my environment with nary a continuous loud ongoing noise of some sort usually music and people..,
There's so much static in my brain I can't think worth a damn even if I have my coffee or not..
and OH boy,without the computer, no music, no information, all calm and quiet, there was a party in my head..the kind that goes on at 3 am, loud drunken and noisy as hell..
Meditation anyone? I have to pick up this practice again..
So now I've a clean install, runs far better than it did...so I lost everything, but Im working on getting most of it back.
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I'm liking winter..the cool clean crisp air..and OH gawd the rain..heh..The RAIN..I picked up some batteries for the camera and decided to take a couple of pictures of Eugene. I'm not much into fiddling with the camera, but I want to get into the habit because I want people to see what I see, My town with all its quirkiness, the people I talk to on a regular basis, to place a face with the names I refer to when I post, the colourful artwork on the buildings, the cool coffee houses..*grins*
Some candid shots? but of course! ever seen something that made you say "damn! this is a kodak moment" I've let so many interesting "moments" slip by, that's its criminal to NOT record it.
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Sleep is regular again, I get up at 4:30 am, I hit the pillow at 11:00 pm, Im not sleeping at 2 hours a stretch and being awake for 20 hours. The feeling of being driven towards something has abated, so I'm pretty much taking it easy and allowing life to unfold without my interferance, so far when I stepped out of the way, order, what ever the hell that is, has been restored.
*sighs* back to installing software..
And omg, He was my mother incarnated..I have a stocked refrigerator, laundry soap to last me until spring of next year, a trip to the dollar store yielded enough cleaning products so I could probably open my own maid service business.The Boi has enough underwear and socks to last him until 2014, and he even bought me a bus pass for the month so I don't have to be hoofing it all over town.. Still waiting on call backs for a couple of jobs, I'll have some transportation!
Im typing on a new keyboard! *blinks*
He told me that the three most important people in his life are his kid, me and his girlfriend. No mention of family who pretty much torn him down over the years until he made himself a success, so of course they welcomed him with open arms because now he's one of them... *insert smirk here*.
I honestly like Lisa. She's good for Dave.The more I hear about her and the hit I get is that she's quirky as hell and smart. She invited me and the Boi to fly out to Florida to meet her and the family. She has a relationship with her ex thats similar to the relationship I have with Dave. I don't sense any underlining motive with her. I told Dave I'd consider it but for you few folks I have on my list who live in Florida, I'd be in Tampa! it'd be awesome to meet youse guys.
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I spoke with my friend Tattoo Stacy, who'd I'd met at Seadog nights over the past several years. She's coming to visit in December and bringing her equipment...GUYS? Im going to have MY TATTOOS! I've been wanting to be inked for years!
YAY for the eyes on my palms! she'd told me that the color green is impossible to wear out. black goes quick tho so I'll have to be inked every year or so. Her work has very fine lines but go deeply. She does custom work, cover ups, flash work and black light tattoos, those that are invisible to the eye but appear under black light. she's been doing this since she was nine and grew up in a family that did tattooing for a living.
In a word? AWESOME!
She and the Pirate King were talking about me the day before yesterday. She'd told him that she wanted to contact me. Funny thing, I found her card and gave her a call, she was floored, I hadn't spoken to her in months because we'd lost contact with each other. Hell I like it when stuff like that comes together.
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I awoke this morning feeling far better than I have in over a year. This is big considering that I'd been nursing a touch of heartache for several months, every time I'd said something big was coming, it always has.
There's a feeling of excitement in the air, its odd but I feel like dancing! no wishful thinking this is, Something broke, its flowing again, The Gods have heard me, and no amount of envious feelings from those few who wish bad for me can undo this awesome thing. I have love and support from genuine people and for the first time in a long time, Im looking forward to the day.
Yeah Ima sap, so sue me.
heh...update later, I'll be spending more time on good ole El Jay!
EDITED TO ADD: Thankies Natasha for the cue on Cheesy Vampire movies..I watched twins of evil and could NOT stop laughing, Holy shit, my cheeks were hurting!
- Location:HERE! thank Dog..
- Mood:the rollercoaster feeling!
- Music:Oakenshield: The Sons of Bor
Heh. He's going to spend a week here, I know what's in store, about another 100.00 on cleaning products because not only is he my ex husband, he's also my mother in disguise. Speaking as an Aries Female with Scorpio rising, I will NEVER get involved romantically with another Pisces male again. These guys end up mothering OR smothering me. (Doesn't count if I never met you and only exchanged a couple of emails. Those contacts are just surface stuff).
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My taste in movies and series have changed yet again. I've finished watching the first season of the FX series Sons Of Anarchy with Katie Segal and Ron Perlman. Its a pretty realistic protrayal of an extremely rough motorcycle gang and makes no apologies for the content which I really LOVED. I have to say it got me, not one-dimensional story lines or plot..and I found myself giving a damn about the fate of the charactors. Henry Rollins makes a few appearances as a White Supremist and he plays an awesome bastard. Basically a good story line will draw me in and pretty much keep me there. So needless to say Two Thumbs Up.
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I've finished watching Boondock Saints, This movie is BAD ASS! Unfortunately, Boondock Saints 2 won't be airing in Eugene, Why I have no idea. Quick story line? Just a couple of savvy Irish Lads who are tired of the corruption in their city and take it upon themselves to be cleaners, the result was both funny and incredibly gross.
(yeah Im aware of the term "cleaners" and what it means...in this instance, it means they clean up their city)
Im running out of cheeseball Vampire movies to watch..anyone have a suggestion?
- Location:in a haze of shisha smoke...
- Mood:GOOD MORNING! *puff puff*
Onto thee update..
There was an attempt on the rodent boys part to stage an escape off the table of which they reside..Rascal was peering over the edge but Poe The Morose found himself on the floor and was scared to death. He'd made a beeline to the side of the refrigerator where I knew if he decided to go way back there, there was no way in hell I'd be able to move the damn thing. I cooed to him softly "hey little dude...FOOD.." He blinked.."ah ya fat bastard I know yer hungry'..They've learned to associate that one word sound of "FOOD" with good eats and as he was burrowing his way to the back of the refrigerator to the PLACE OF NO RETURN, he'd decided to turn around and shimmy his way back to my hand. I immediately grabbed him, his heart was beating fast and I knew he was scared. I soothed him with tiny comforting scratches on his head and promptly placed him in the small cage with door firmly shut with Rascal and both boys were grounded till they understood that taking that great leap was a big no no.
To date they reside on the kitchen table with their small cage and a few large baskets covered in material, assorted odds and sods. I can leave and come back, and know they're still there.
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I was browsing through Hulu's horror and suspense section, I stopped at the movie, "A Comedy of Terrors" with Vincent Price. This film is hilarious. Vincent is still kick ass classically funny, so I'd paused the movie and looked up the life of Vincent Price. I'd found out he'd had several wives and the name of the last wife struck a cord in me. I wondered where I'd heard the name Cora Brown, then it dawned on me. My mother mentioned Cora Brown and her brother frequently in conversations with friends and I'd remembered this.
Vincent was a collector of really fine art and there was one painting that would have rounded out a part of his collection. "The Spirit Of Jazz". It seems that my father was friends with Cora Brown's brother Bill way WAY back in the day who lived in Sausalito. The man was a beatnik and an incredible artist using oils. The painting was a wedding present to my parents and Vincent contacted them asking if they wanted to sell it. Naturally they refused to sell because the painting was an original abstract and they loved it. Chances are because I haven't contacted my mother in years for deeply personal reasons, in her passing that painting will probably be in some garage sale or thrift shop and no one will ever guess at the value or artistic worth of the painting. So many treasures will be lost but you know? I've yet to see a U-haul truck following a hearse!
Meh, its a great memory to share with you guys for what its worth.
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This time of year is probably my favourite, with warm steaming apple cider in huge mugs, bubbling cans of coloured wax and I've dug out the endless strings of coloured faery lights to decorate the office. The rains have set in and I've burrowed my way ever deeper in the recesses of my abode. I've connected with coffee sources so I'm not ever without the bean..and Im enjoying the relative peace and quiet till the next wave of WTF? comes washing over.
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Dreams are more lucid now with flashes of what-will-come with me in several unfamilar places. I keep dreaming of snow and friendly faces I've never met yet. Generally I don't dream I just will myself to sleep deeply without colour sight and sound from my brain, I just want to black out and quickly within the time frame I've alloted myself. Usually when I remember unbidden dreams, they are prophetic, so I'm taking note.
I'd sacked out on the futon sound asleep this time around and as the Boi came in from one of his frequent gaming sessions, I was startled awake..
"you are so lucky that the Jehovah's Witnesses didn't peer in the window and see you lying there. You look like a vampire that's just been staked and still semi-alive". He paused to take a breath, "when you sleep you look like you're dead". I started to laugh remembering that one time when he was 11 he'd placed a mirror under my nose to literally check to see if the glass would fog over. Apparently I look as if I'm undead when Im not conscious. Heh.
"Eat it Twilight" I'd admonished him, "yer a fine one to talk"
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Its raining again, and cozy here..I'll be making more candles to light the way in this darkness.
- Location:Here On El Jay!
- Mood:surreal reality..
- Music:Loriano Berti
You are The Wheel of Fortune
Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of
intoxication with success
The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
2. Go to Google Images and search for that word.
3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results its all good if you want to tell me what word! The picture will probably be descriptive enough if youse guys are creative enough..
4. Put this in your own journal so that I can do the same.Heh heh heh,,,and you KNOW I will!
- Location:Trundling up those stairs..
- Mood:dazed, foggy, tired? sure!
*laughs*
One of my friends who is heavily into Aromatherapy, made me a bottle of Thieves oil and a spray to accompany the bottle...during the 15th century plague, four thieves used this to protect themselves while they were robbing plague victims. It is found to have a 99.96 % effective rate against airborne bacteria. Besides it smells sexy as hell with cloves, rosemary, lemon, cinnamon, Eucalyptus (and she'd added ginger just for me!)
http://www.younglivingproducts.us/thieve
google Thieves oil and there's some interesting information.
This Saturday has me up to my elbows in romantic situations as friends independently are coming out of the woodwork to talk about whats missing in their lives, what they can do to bring sparks back, how to deal with in-laws and I skillfully navigate them through troubled waters..Im supposed to have an uncluttered romantic existence so all the better to help out and be at service. It helps that being married twice, having more than my fair share of interesting lovers and friends and a general view of understanding people's actions and patterns and devising ways in which to strengthen some of these troubled pals of mine who can make some wholesome choices for themselves and go back into their lives with renewed hope and optimism.
Speaking of renewed hope and optimism, I can has a date..! Im not saying much because everytime I do it seems to fall flat..but damn he's cute as hell and I actually feel petite standing next to him! the worse that can happen is that I have an awesome friend, the best? Im going to adopt a wait-and-see perception..no expectations, just going to roll with it.
Boi in his corner playing some crazy game on line, BBQ chicken in the oven, fresh corn on the stove and all is quiet here at Chez le Gothique..
- Location:Here in Time and Space..
- Mood:came out the other side..
The stupid will like you in five years time, the envious never"
"you must acquire the trick of ignoring those who do not like you"
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*Snerk* that's easy enough.
- Location:Crisp air, BRIGHT Sun..Meh..
- Mood:Its wednesday? Woe..
- Music:the rattling of my brain..
I'd gone to the dollar tree and picked up some interesting red Christmas ribbon..with shiny red and gold thread running through the material..I had a brilliant idea..! to pick up enough to trim the bottom of the black tribal dancing skirt. The light drawback which might actually be in my favour is there's a thin wire on both sides of purty shiny sparkly ribbon so that skirt is going to flare out more..
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I had received got a call from one of my girls Molly..she just asked me if its okay for her to come down from Portland to visit and get her birthday read.. I am pretty special! This was a 2 and a half hour drive! And she had delivered coffee beans in person! *grins*. I loves me my Molly. Plenty of insight for her in the cards and we played catch up with the events in our lives..
Hair bender Stumptown coffee smells remarkably like Teriyaki sauce! did it kick my ass? *nods head vigorously* uh huh!
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This all Hallows Eve I'm going to Washington to visit my favourite Scotsman Lycan and his lovely wife, I'll be hanging with the rest of the booze swilling chandelier swinging pirate miscreants..I'm packing my laptop JUST in case I miss something here. Why? cause I'm spending a couple of days hanging around, taking in the sights and tromping around in ancient graveyards, I"ll be bringing "gifts" so I won't be pissing off a few of the souls still lingering about..I just don't wanna intrude and having respect is always a plus when I venture into
A trip to Seattle to visit one of the open air markets, I'm pretty sure they won' be adverse to a bit of trade, I'm pretty good at being a smooth talker when I really REALLY want something. *grins*
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I have NOW discovered the power of the stick it notes! Boi looked annoyed ..
"can't you keep a running list in your head like everyone else?"
"Nope" I answered cheerfully, "You always say I'm a decrepit old thing, well baby, the mind is first to go"
Hehehehehehehe,,,,Stick it notes on the bathroom mirror reminding him to pick his smelly assed clothing, bus his coffee cups and plates from his room down stairs and when Friday nights roll around an annoying reminder stuck on the Front door as he goes out for the evening to "hold his liquor" and Not to embarrass himself by hurling all over someone's bathroom floor..Hugging the toilet and passed out between the bathtub out is not classy..as I've seen a picture of Potter one of Mike's friends...oh Lordy...NOT a pretty sight. Fodder for laughs and a prime example of what not to do at a party.
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And a picture of yours truly..Damn grainy cam..I'm still trying to figure it out..
- Mood:Yawns* TOO MUCH SLEEP!
- Music:Eisbercher: Eisbercher
IT takes FOREVER TO LOAD..gawd forbid if I ever visit any one's site..and if they happen to have a shit ton of blinkies, gifs and all manner of happy visual HORSESHIT..
my computer just takes a break makes coffee sits a while, wheezes and farts like an old man,
while I gnash my teeth..crack my knuckles and wait...
Did I mention patience ain't my strongest point today??
*growls*..
#*&%^&$@!!!!!
- Mood:short fuse time...
Paranormal shenanigans happen yet again, a couple of nights ago, it was pretty late, Im deep in thought answering a comment from someone on El Jay..the laundry doors swung wide open after a series of knocking Im sure to get my attention and all the stuff that was piled neatly between the washer and dryer blew out spilled out halfway across the floor. Boxes of papers, some pieces of camping gear, bungee cords and tent spikes, a few cans of candle wax rolling smartly across the floor, I stared in amazement. IT was as if someone had seen that this stuff was in his way and kicked it out to get through. the floor was clear between the washer and dryer so for some of you skeptics my question would be How would a plastic tub with assorted items actually move several feet beyond where it was unless it was kicked out?
And then I got pissed. Not afraid, Just LIVID because this was yet another mess I had to clean up.."BRAVO" I'd said clapping my hands "what do you DO for an encore?..more of the same?"
I'd paused to take a breath, Im still angry.
"you son of a bitch, you were NOT invited.. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOME"
I think who ever it was walking in the front door when that happened the first time was far more classier than this.
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The Boi has a plan for his future, His high school will fund the first year of college for him including his books, taking criminal justice and several other subjects relating to his interest in law enforcement.. He will be in the academy in another year and a half, Im glad he has the mentality to finally buckle down after being the young black clad long haired teenage sloth he was so famous for being. His room still looks like a hurricane hit it, but picking up after himself and taking care of business is getting to be a habit Im grateful for. Gone is that dark Danish Prince with morose tendencies and the over used line of "leave me alone"
In the place of Mr. Gloomy there is Mr Sardonic, I admit I like this jaded part of him more.
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Personal life is under wraps, I'll be coming out with another announcement sometime in the future, not premature like the last few times which never came to fruitation, I've noticed, when I say happy things or share awesome situations like making a strong connection with a sweet guy, it tends to fall flat, .like someone slammed the oven door on the cake and its just ....meh..some of those males were not so sweet and left a bad lingering feeling..so my appreciation is in order!
for everyone's well wishes and OH l loves you guys, ..... there's always a few who'd love to see me miserable. Thoughts can be ruinous if one is jealous of others, as some wish ill on me, I'd love to see the mess YOUR lives are in..*smiles sweetly* and you did it all by yourselves.
Im just protecting myself now..
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Oh the joys of eating multi grained oatmeal, tofu, beans and vegtables. Im looking more healthy and Im scared to death. I don't eat as much meat as I used to, but the coffee swilling does often commence, I wish I had a tap with an unlimited supply of freshly brewed java, I will have some unhealthy perks to healthy eating just to balance this shit out.
Thanks to
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medusasbedhead I have my own bottle of Sharon Marie Skin care. This is a light chemical acid treatment one does every week to rid the face of sun damage, light wrinkles and acne. At this rate my skin is going to look like it did when I was in my early 30's. I've always had good skin anyway, but the weather, the years and diet does take its toll...oh my GOD the stinging when I brush it on..the pain of it subsides after a while and it is never a good idea to leave this treatment on one's skin for longer than 6 minutes. So you know this stuff is serious business.****************************************
I've been invited to a pirate party up in Washington for Halloween, I'll see me buddy Lycan, Dragnavar, Cid, Stu and the rest of the happily swinging booze swilling miscreats I've grown to love. Costumes of course, camera's coming complete with memory card..Apparently we are going to go tromping around in a cursed graveyard or something..*blinks* more update on that later..
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Yesterday was down time. I've never taken it easy like this, I slept throughout the day and part of the night, I'm up at 4 something in the a.m now chipper as hell, batteries recharged and ready to face the 24 hour day..
- Mood:Squirrelly
- Music:Oakenshield:Vigrid
- Location:Im here aren't I?
- Mood:wanna mow a lawn! heh!
"ehhh WHAT did you say?" I'll ask my kid...he responds with exaggerated patience and repeats what he's said before and he says it in such a way as to incite me to smack him upside his head for being a dick.
Needless to say I don't, I usually laugh because its still so damn funny.
Physically stuff is manifesting, I had the best sleep ever on a brand new queen size mattress. Yeeesss IT CAME! My girl Denae is getting married and the mattress she purchased isn't going with her to California and she asked me if I wanted it. I told her absolutely!
Funny thing about this, for several years after "It aka the ex" was gone. (NOT DAVE, that guy and I will be friends for the rest of our lives) I threw everything out, clothes, music, pictures and books. Everything except for that damn thing I was sleeping on., I'd been sleeping on that mattress and DUH..I wondered why I was getting skin crawlies and why I suffered from insomnia. So I'd stay up for hours until I could barely keep my eyes open so when I'd go to bed I'd drop like a rock and sleep right through the strangeness.
Now when I get a little tired, I don't have second thoughts about dropping out and sleeping. Oh new mattress with built in box spring how I love thee.
and how ye fit my bed perfectly.
And?? a new vacuum cleaner is coming this friday, I can't tell you how annoying it is to clean carpets with a broom, this was a straight across trade of which Im grateful for.
The Heir Apparent flew out of here to enroll for school convinced he was late. Ahh this starts tomorrow..I stifled my laughter as I was listening to him bitch about how early it was,cranky as hell, NO COFFEE, being down town and waiting for a bus to return home. "Just think of this as a dry run" I'd told him. I hung up the phone and laughed helplessly..He's in bed now trying to sleep, its 3:00 something in the morning and he can't go off to the land of Nod..not yet anyway.
This weekend is revolving door time again as Im going to be dealing with the Boi and the newest batch of his Minions, Thank DOG I have understanding neighbors as Black Metal is going to be cranked up again. I told those little monsters that I was nearly outta coffee beans that someone was going to have to pony up a couple of pounds of Kenya or Sumatra. That shit's expensive..but I won't get too much flack or resistance to my request, such is the nature of these spawn. They are very very polite with a snarky verbal spin I find endearing.
My Pal Chrissy is going to be moving to Bend Oregon to start up her business. She makes these amazing Chakra sprays that incites the level of peace sorely needed for those who hurt or need a touch of healing, hell its smells great and I feel better when I use them. Anyone who's interested just message me via El Jay and I'll give you her email addy and cell number.
We had a great visit, swapped reads, and she gave me the needed message I was looking for. I could not thank her enough.
chances are Im going to be doing a few EDITED to adds, unless I give up the ghost and trundle off to bed..
- Mood:Peaceful brain! quiet body.YAY
I found this pretty funny! thanks to my friend and neighbor Ann who'd sent this to me..
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If you are able to read this you've a great mind..
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sgtrane mnid too
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out
of 100 can.
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uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the
hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde
Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres
in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit
and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a
taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs
is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by
istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I
awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs
forwrad it
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Yah I could read this..and I can read 16th century old English text too..
Meh.
and Oh dear Gawd, at this moment without make up, sporting lank long stringy black hair I looked like about 50 miles of rough road in Death Valley..
*winces*
EDITED TO ADD: Sleep..on a grey Sunday morning is the best beauty treatment I can think of right now..*trundles upstairs* see y'all later..
- Mood:This FACE
She came by, I made some coffee and fired up Lola with plenty of shisha, this was an amazing read, this girl is open to all sorts of possibilities and transitions, the least of these are moving out of the area. My gods I love what I do.
As for the Cam? Can we say S C O R E!!? Im dumbfounded.
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medusasbedhead will have me on permanent retainer, that girl has helped me in a myriad of different ways. When ever she needs me I'll drop what ever I'm doing and shuffle those bad boys. Same goes for Natasha and several other folks, you know who you are. Once again thank you Natasha for that Deviant Moon Tarot! It seems to read better for men than it does for the women, the Boi has had his eye on this deck since I got it.****************************************
As I was figuring out something else to write,The-Mother-of-ALL-wasps just flew in and I'd just told it casually to leave as it was buzzing around the kitchen and headed into the office where Im seated..buzzed around my head a few times and flew off towards the door..Hmmmm..something in the wind, glad for the message what ever the hell it was..
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Heh...Nothing beats boredom more than watching cheesy Vampire Flicks a la Hammer Films especially those of the early 1970's..Ahhh Hammer films, the mark of quality. Sort of the Golan and Globus answer to Gothic horror..Vampire Circus was on Demand in the free movie selection so I watched it..Heh..Its never a good idea to watch something of this caliber if its late at night and yer tanked on coffee..makes for the most interesting dreams after wards..
- Mood:Its Sunny Saturday!
- Music:Elivagar: Followers of Ancient Tales
Fortunately I quit that habit..and got into coffee instead!
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Im amazed...
I was standing in line at the supermarket..
A very smelly man was in a hurry and trying to push the line along..and the fact he was getting closer to me was making me preeetty uncomfortable, NOT to mention my nose which is very sensitive, was ready to crawl up into my forehead....I just gave him a quick glance.
His surly "What's your problem?" surprised me. I shot him a deadly look and told him, "I think you are moving in way too close pal, I don't perceive a problem unless you are trying to make one". He narrowed his eyes and started to say something to me moving in closer and the man behind him slapped his hand down hard on his shoulder and told him "Leave the lady alone". The guy at the cash register gave the offending fucktard a cold look. The kid bagging all the food items stopped and watched intently looking like he was ready to spring...
The jackass knew he was cornered..
"I didn't want anything from this %&#%$ store anyway" and stormed out of there. The man who'd stopped the idiot from harassing me, volunteered to walk me out after I'd paid for my stuff..I thanked him and he did just that walked me out just in case. Steve for this is his name is pretty awesome. I think I made a good friend! *grins*
He's pretty cute too..
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Poor
medusasbedhead ! Her travel woes could fill a suitcase bound for Tibet on the back of a Yak..Standing in line, flight delayed, plane sitting on the runway..she's finally in Oregon and she'll be here tomorrow night..Im sure she'll fill in more details and I'm just going to shake my head and hand her Kahat's BEST COFFEE EVAR..to calm her shattered nerves.
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Time to get a couple of hours of shut eye this morning..its going to be a long day..
ahh for what it's worth, yesterday was my Father's birthday. He died when I was 8 and his last words to me was to "be a good girl". I still remember lucidly..after all this time what he was wearing and the tubes in his nose. The twinkle in his eyes were unmistakable, I knew he loved me.
The month of August..during his birthday week, I seem to fall into interesting and cool situations. Like the Tarot cards for example.
The Boi and I were drinking a micro brew to his memory a beer brewed right here in Eugene, Ninkasi who puts out such bad boys as Total Domination, Tricerhops, Spring Reign and Believer Red. This company kicks full sail pale ale and fat tire right in the ass. We decided on Believer Red. We toasted to the Old Sea Dog (My Father was in the Coast Guard) and I told my son stories about his Granddad.
(and on another note?
GAWDAMN thats good frickin' beer...)
Ironic when I was my kid's age I yearned to sit with my Father and have a beer with him and to talk about life. However It was good enough to sit with my own Son and as I was listening to my kid talk I could not help thinking how proud my Father would have been to see how this kid turned out. My Son can be SUCH A DICK sometimes, but even though he makes some mistakes, he takes the responsibility for his choices, doesn't repeat the same mistake twice, processes his shit, he doesn't get into trouble and T H I N K S before he acts. I can count on him.
Those he considers friends are as loyal to him as he is to them. The measure of honesty is a requirement.
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Im getting a brand new Queen size bed and mattress thanks to Denae! She's moving to Cali-fail-a to be with her guy, They will be married and OUT of that gawddamn state..YAAY for her and YAAAAY for me! I can now ditch the LAST element of the incredible travesty of a relationship from years ago. I could not afford a new mattress after whats-his-face was banished from my life. So I placed a futon mattress on the top of my mattress to distance myself from that life. Got a loft bed later from a friend who was moving to Washington, Im grateful for that act of kindness, and NOW a cool mattress set, I'll stash the head and foot board under the bed. Hell the damn loft bed sits about 3 feet off the floor. Plenty of room for storage. When I move one of these days, I won't be able to take the loft bed with me..the boards are nailed in pretty tightly..
But Good BYE shitty standard size mattress with memories I'd rather forget.
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Monday starts a new week with possibilities, the least of these will be a couple of reads, Chateau De Gothique is getting an overhaul with me tossing out clothes I don't wear, stuff I'll never use ripping up tee shirts into strips so I'll be crocheting a huge rag rug for the kitchen These usually take about 10-12 days to complete and the size is IMMENSE...Three guesses as to what colour THAT will be..*hums off key and starts to laugh* Winter is going to be cold and I have the sense that Autumn will be on crack as far as the weather's concerned. Wind, rain, heavy hot days and yaaah even snow..so when it's cold its going to be a doozy.
I've had to cut down some rosemary, mint and lavender from the porch to make some of these bushes neater..and I'd tied these up in bunches for drying. so the kitchen is dotted with fresh herbs hanging from the walls
On Fridaymedusasbedhead will be here, Im so stoked!
and in other news, the rat kids found the smoky gouda cheese and hid it under the towel covering their portable cage..I found out their dastardly plot and rescused said cheese from my overfed rodent boys..the look they both gave me was "whyyyyyyy!"
heh, cause its MINE you guys!
Boi went off with Tegue (Tij) and I don't expect him home till tomorrow afternoon..ahhhhh ZEE PEACE AND QUIET..
- Mood:wind my butt or wipe my watch?
- Music:Turisas: Five Hundred and One..(yeah Im in one of THOSE moods)
- Mood:*smirking what else?*
- Music:sparkle sparkle little twink?
http://funfete.3dcartstores.com/25-Yards-C
I FOUND ONE! with 25 yards of black cotton material! retail price? 99.00. I groaned aloud till I saw how much it was going for..
38.00..with FREE SHIPPING...HOW cool is that? Cheeeap is goood!
This screams for some basic gold/red/green trim at the bottom and at the top..I can honestly say its going to take me well over several months to make parts of this look sparkly, but I've nimble fingers and a most patient mind..and Im going to make this look beautiful..or I'll just make a tribal belt..funny thing about tribal belly dancing wear, most of us make our own stuff, one can't just waltz into stores and just pick up articles of clothing..because so much sewing goes into every piece of garb..one must possess the spirit of a magpie, so small shiny objects are often used...silver, beads, shells, tiny mirrors, you get the picture.
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And for those of you who love leather as much as I do..there's a link to a store in Springfield Oregon with leather goods. Nothing is over 20.00 I kiddth you not. *is looking for a leather backpack*!
http://www.leatherthatworks.com/Qstore/Q
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love being up late..there's so much I can do~!
- Mood:shifting through stuff!
Warrior Radio Metal on Live 365 is frickin AWESOME..Pandora decided to be a little bitch with tits and for free loaders such as myself I am allotted 40 hours a month to listen to Pandora online..Or pay..
Ehhhh...bite my shiny metal rattie ass you greedy bastards.
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Some of my Midtown girls came over when they got off work. Midtown, the best place to pick up shisha and hookahs
http://www.myspace.com/midtowndirect
medusasbedhead ? Etai said to say HI! if you check out myspazz you'll see him in commercial My god we got sloshed on fine French wine and did reads, I really enjoyed the free flowing talk, Boi was right there, being SWEET? and flirting..it figures!
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Back when I was a young teenage at the tender age of 13, the very first deck of cards I ever learned to read from was the French Swiss deck. I had graduated from reading playing cards to actually having my hands on a deck that literally hummed under my hands..What was unfortunate is that my mother in a fit of pique threw them out. She was a talented reader but was scared because every single time she laid out the cards, she'd see a death. Nope not the transitional sort moving through life, but an actual literal death which would eventually come to pass.
Most people will ask me.."do you predict death?" ..*blinks* well DUH, and the reasons which would lead up to the person's demise, such as drinking and driving for over an extended period of time..or someone who's been terminally ill, or a older person who's lived a long full life, I don't like to ask questions just lay the deck out and start talking..
medusasbedhead who is a highly skeptical person could pretty well vouch for me here in LJ land when I read for her in Real Life....My mother lost my Father through death and suddenly it was the domino effect, her mother, cousins, close friends, So I guess I couldn't begrudge her refocusing and thinking it was the Tarot Cards that some how brought all this about.
So in the trash they went. I'd looked all over for them, she just said "they disappeared"..
But it was MY DECK DAMMIT!
Fast forward to present day...Here's where it gets interesting..One of my neighbors Tannie asked me if I'd ever lived in California, I'd said "yeeessss..why?"
"Bay Area?"
"Uh huh.." This WAS getting interesting
"You went to Irvington High School didn't you?"
I affirmed that I had, as well as attended Roberson Junior High. I also told her that I didnt' give a shit whether Fremont would go up in fiery Flames or sink deeply into the ocean. Mostly White trash illiterate drug addicted losers live in Fremont. For the handful of intelligent sane people who live there, my hope is that they get out....FAST.
Final part to this story..? Tannie asked me if I read Tarot Cards, I told her I did..she asked me to wait and trundled into the apartment, she came out with THAT DECK in her hands..the damn thing is like 39 years old and in mint condition complete with instructions. I nearly fell over with shock. It was as if my cards came home to me!
Mike is coming over to hang out, the Boi is sound asleep on the futon, the afternoon is warm and lazy..
Hope everyone's doing fine!
- Music:yggdrasil: Vedergallning (YAAAY FOR growly vocals!)
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/08/04/w
WAUSAU, Wis. — A married man who planned to rendezvous with one of his handful of lovers at an eastern Wisconsin motel instead found himself bound, blindfolded and assaulted by a group of women out for revenge, according to court documents. Four women, including his wife, eventually showed up to humiliate the man, who ended up with his penis glued to his stomach in a bizarre plot to punish him for a lover's quadrangle gone bad, according to the documents filed in Calumet County. Now it's the women who face punishment, perhaps six years in prison, and at least one said Monday the story has gotten twisted and she's embarrassed. "I am disturbed. I am upset. I am having a hard time handling life; an emotional wreck," Wendy Sewell, 43, of Kaukauna, said in a telephone interview from her home. "I am ashamed." Sewell, Therese Ziemann, 48, of Menasha, Michelle Belliveau, 43, of Neenah, and the man's wife are charged with being party to false imprisonment, a felony. Ziemann also is charged with fourth-degree sexual assault.
The women are free on $200 cash bails. Investigators say all the women but Belliveau were romantically involved with the man. Online court records didn't list defense attorneys for any of the women Monday. The Associated Press is not naming the man's wife to protect his identity as an alleged victim of sexual assault. The women's plot for revenge unfolded last Thursday at the Lakeview Motel about 30 miles southwest of Green Bay in the tiny village of Stockbridge near the scenic shores of Lake Winnebago. Criminal complaints filed Friday allege the man agreed to be bound with "sheer sheets" and blindfolded with a pillowcase for a "rub down" by Ziemann. She instead cut off his underwear with a scissors and summoned the others to the room with a text message. Ziemann struck the man in the face, and used Krazy Glue to attach his penis to his stomach when the other women arrived, according to the complaints.
The man told investigators he also was threatened with a gun. Ziemann told investigators she didn't have a gun but may have told the victim, "Do you know how much I want to shoot you?" He started screaming and the women rushed off fearful that he could get loose and hurt them but allegedly took his wallet, vehicle and cell phone. Ziemann told investigators she met the man online through Craigslist, fell in love and paid for his use of a room at the motel for the past two months. She said she gave him about $3,000. Then last Wednesday, she learned from the man's wife that he was married, had other girlfriends and was "using them for money." She expected the money to be repaid, according to the documents. During Thursday's confrontation with the man, Ziemann told investigators Sewell asked him, "Which one do you love more?" and the man's wife made a derisive remark about him being scared.
The man got free from the bed by chewing through one of his bindings, went outside and borrowed a telephone from the motel owner to call police. Ziemann and Belliveau are sisters and Belliveau didn't do anything wrong, Sewell said Monday. "She was just there for moral support. She wasn't even dating the guy. She stood at the door the whole time and didn't participate or nothing." Ziemann's husband answered the telephone at their home and declined comment. There was no telephone listing for Belliveau. The man had no telephone listing in Fond du Lac.
- Mood:smiling sweetly..
Here is a picture of me DYING from the heat and drunk offa my ass thanks to the absinthe the good Capt gave me..and the long swig I took from the gallon jug Im clutching..note the glowing skin? its like 104 at night..
and I gulped more of the apple pie down...cause it tasted so good..well? it sorta snuck up on me..I didn't taste the everclear nor did I taste the vanilla...and OOHH MAN, I had the fuzzy around the edges yet lucid brain dancing in me head..I was still able to get up and walk without the twirly swirlies most would experience... I wandered about and visited the gypsy stage, promptly fell in with the tribal drumming and danced with my friends who ranged in ages from 21-67..an incredible buncha tribal dancers I have ever seen..It was still hot even when the sun went down, I knew the following day was going to be a scorcher...I was hating the sweat rolling off my face..Meh, I spritzed myself with water frequently. I LOVED the gypsy stage.
Saw the sweetest scene early in the morning, a woman was taking a walk with a cute little duckling following her every step. Apparently the little fellow was hatching a few weeks ago at the river, and saw her, figured this was "Mom" I loved the tiny sounds of quacking and how fuzzy he was with the baby markings on his body. No feathers yet!
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during the day I was dying out in the heat yet again, my tent registered 112 degrees, there was no real relief, I wasn't alone everyone was wilting and a few were talking about packing it up..We all stuck it out most people just hung out at the river..and towards the early evening the Capt was entered into a contest for the cutest pirate in drag..Oh man I let him have it..
"OHHHHH MY GOD"..I paused to take a breath ..I could not believe what I was seeing..LIME GREEN BELLY DANCING OUTFIT?
"WORK it baby! Its my duty to tap that booty, yer soooo cute I could JUST eat you with a spoon"
heh..Oh baaaby, cute pirate in drag got me going like nothing else..
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Here he is during the day with the first mate Stu...Two of the most awesome monkey men I've ever known.
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This was a fun time, but the real intent for Sea Dog nights was for me to ease people's pain, a kind word, a hug, a candle slipped discretely into their hands to burn, even strangers sought me out teling me I have that special look about me and could I help?
Several people dreamt about me, complete strangers I've never met, so something unusual was at work.
Kimmers and I lazed about when we got home, we were so damn hot, it was all we could do to breathe.
Over the course of the visit, I'd lost my keys at the site. So in spite of going through my stuff a dozen times, I knew this was a done deal..I figured, "better my keys than my wallet.. because I could always replace my keys, my I.D. and various cards would be more of a headache than anything else. AMAZINGLY ENOUGH..when I got home and started to empty out my duffle bag and unzipped the side pocket, I FOUND MY DAMN KEYS, so thanks to the powers that be..
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When the weather got better..We HAD ADVENTURES, we thought about going to the beach so we both hit the road and ended up in Florence Oregon..popped into a little shop with the sweetest vibe that boosted of books that lined the walls, curious items on various shelves, old dolls, pictures of actors long passed, jewelry, incense, hanging mobils.. and two older ladies that somehow mirrored us in about 20 years or so..I shuffled cards for them as Kimmers browsed books and I was doing a barter for incense..
Lunch was amazing, the coffee was actually COFFEE..and it was great spending time with my little sister.
I miss her but there's two interesting things that will transpire outta all of this..
She's coming back here in Sept for Autumn Wars in Washingtion...
AAAAANNND?
SHE'S GOING TO MOVE HERE TO EUGENE!!
- Mood:not a lazy blogger!
- Music:sounds of Tij upstairs moving about and zee Boi on the phone..
medusasbedhead ..aka Kimmers! and I were fortified with coffee and great conversation as we were driving up in an air conditioned car in the blistering heat..we found the gypsy encampment but there was precious little room to set up camp ..The pirates welcomed us with open arms and we found ourselves putting up tents with good natured people. My tent is frickin HUGE! I had NO idea that a six-eight man tent was so damn big..I saw my crazy Assed Monkey Pirate King and gave him a huge hug and a yummy smack on the lips I was so glad to see him. I'd heard my name being called "ISOBEL!!!!" I turned to look and it was my Bro, Lycan the Scotman came walking up in about 4 strides grabbed me and gave me a hug that practically cracked my back..Missed me much?I saw my girl Cid with her sweetie, met some people who were looking to join the ship, hung out in the Green Faery Grotto drinking with the pirate crew..here's two pictures with Capt' Dragnavar handing me a glass of absinthe and me grinning with my overbite with the glass in hand..Cid took some of the pictures, Lycan has a few too so I'll be posting some pictures as I get 'em over the next couple of days.
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Thankfully the heat soon abated, I got dressed, put the tribal markings on my face and set out to see what mischief I could get into..and I found myself back at gypsy stage where the drummers were setting up, this was my chance to fuse all the tribal belly dance moves I'd been practicing over the past several months, it helped that I'd had some alcoholic apple pie as well, so I was buzzing beautifully. Mira who'd been dancing for over 17 years told me I did beautifully, that the dancing flowed and that I had some amazing hip action that most seasoned dancers would have had cramps! Kimmers was dancing with all the right moves and soon others joined in free flowing dance, this was beautiful with swirling colourful skirts, sound of coins jingling and drum beats..
I'd packed my tarot cards with me and took some witchy pressies I'd made to barter with, I passed by a booth and picked up a few gemstone chip necklaces with a shuffle of the cards and a few candles As I bartered, a bottle of danish vodka was slipped into my bag, because those kind folks missed zee Kahat..
Kimmers disappeared with a hunky burly brown eyed pirate who was more than happy to show her around and I was at the Copper Coin Tavern cracking ranchy jokes with hot pirate dudes....*is still grinning!*
Update later..
medusasbedhead is sacked out on the futon, we've been running around doing the errand thang and we be leaving later on today sometime this morning at around 11 or so for Sea Dawg..My god its like she never left! Eugene is richer for this woman's visit! When she came to the door I gave her a hug, we sat and caught up on all sorts of stuff that was happening in her life and some interesting highlights here too. We went out to eat at the Chinese buffet and thoughout the meal we both lasped into talking in a Russian accent. you guys know me, I always pay attention to goofy shit like that...I'm going to meet someone or someones who will have some Russian Ancestory in their line.A drive through to Dutch Brothers coffee and as we pulled out, She wailed 'WHY DON'T WE HAVE A DUTCH BROTHERS IN ALBANY??" she sniffed, "I MISS this great coffee"..
I padded her on the shoulder, she loves the bean as much as I do, I'll get her the sticker that says "Dutch Mafia" so she can place it proudly on the back window of her car.., I can well imagine what sort of waves that would inspire in her home town! *smirk*
I made the cheaper version of Hot Apple pie, The taste is pleasant with the undertones of vanilla vodka and I can't taste the everclear, my brain is doing the happy fuzzy dance so I think this is most definitely going to be a hit..
The Boi elected to not go because his friends sort of dropped out from going, Demon has to work, Tij has other stuff he has to deal with and one by one no one's going. The Boi doesn't mind it though, He's wanted some down time for awhile and I wanna fly without my "Dad" looking over my shoulder!
Kimmers has a phone camera, mine will work but I need a memory card so I'm reduced to taking a few pictures but at least I'll be taking some! Be prepared for pictures as she will be relentless with her damn camera!
Candid shots and all that, You'll see me drunk singing under the stars or making an utter fool of myself..(Note: This WILL BE UNDER A LOCKED POST) No way in hell am I going to share that with the rest of the world!
The pirate crew is already there and so is the Gypsy troupe. When I arrive, I'll be setting up camp, getting settled and I'll be teaching a class later, bartering like a mad wild eyed charming gypsy wench that I am...
there will be stories..silly drunken stories, mad raids and complete innocence..*who ME??*
You guys have been threatened..*grins* there's always something unique every year and I cannot resist!
See y'all on Sunday!!!!
- Mood:wound up and ready!
so easy to make THIS a reality..heh heh heh heh..
Three days to go before all hell breaks lose and I'm on the road North with my Kimmers and Zee Boi..
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I'll be teaching a class there, the lecture with readings after wards is about gypsy lore, but Im adding something else, "HOW TO SPOT A GYPSY SCAMMER" I found a website and as I read throughout that I was incensed...to the point of outward rage. Innocent people who desperately need answers are easy prey for these individuals hell bent on fleecing them out of their hard earned cash well into the thousands. Making money off of the misery of people should never be tolerated yet its done every single day by these shysters.
I've told many many people who have come to see me that I do not want to hear information about them, just a simple question will do. Embellishments about their situation from them, will reduce my credibility, in short shut up and let me do my job.. you pay me to tell you whats going on.. and what could be done about it. Frequent visits are discouraged because I refuse to be someone's psychological or spiritual crutch. My job also entails helping them get back on their feet by placing responsibility squarely in their laps, they never lost their personal power, they always had the power of personal choice.
My fees have been sliding scale to free for those who could not afford it to flat out free. This profession if done right, pretty much leaves a lot to be desired money wise but I've never been without and the people I've helped touched their lives in a way that heals some scars and wounds. I never knew that I'd saved someone's life, or reunited family members until they told me..which left me feeling humbled and convinced I'm on the right track.
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The Boi is out with Mike and some buddies playing Beer Pong. I have no idea what the hell that is, but when I was at the fourth of July picnic, I'd seen my son do a beer bong which consists of a funnel at the top and a long hose connected to the mouth! Demon was pouring the beer down the tube..I watched him finish, grab a smoke and another beer..
I thundered.."MY GOD YOUNG MAN! I'm seeing YOU SMOKING AND DRINKING!!??'
dead silence as all the adults and everybody watched for a scene that was sure to unfold...
I wiped my eyes and said in a tearful voice "I've never been more PROUDER of you at this moment"...
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The night is still young and I've got a lot to do..!
Cheers y'all!
- Location:Zee Gypsy headquarters..
- Mood:WIDE fricking awake
Yah he lifts weights too, we are FINALLY able to see the results..
Edited to add: Mike ninja-ed this picture, its no pose..Mike is a sneaky bastard which is why I like him!
In other news the Boi now has a blackberry, I told him he's stepping up in the world so when he meets a girl, he can give her his cell number and not the land line. Oh thats classy, some young woman calls up for the Boi and Mom answers the phone..Me? I still rely on mental telepathy but I wants me a Blackberry dammit..all the cool kids have one!
Myspazz hits yet again..the mentality of the damn site is becoming more infantile as some of my friend's co-workers are tattling on each other making life miserable, a healthy set of boundaries are nonexistent, and sadly one of my young friends has to talk to a supervisor about something she said regarding having some time off..the little bastard who'd snitched on her wrote "hahaha, you're getting fired bitch" I told her to keep that email and show it to her higher ups.
also? blinkies and graphics that rape and sear my retinas like nothing else..
The layouts are just fugly as hell. A blind kid with zero knowledge of HTLM can do so much better.
Why do I keep my site? ehhh its the only way I can keep in touch with the pirates and gypsies that live up north, otherwise I'd just delete the damn thing again.
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In the office smoking some shisha after a bout with belly dancing..I've always had strong stomach muscles and its getting to the point where I can walk and continue to roll my stomach, all I can say is daaaamn!
Knees tho are another matter..I winced when I heard the popping sounds in my joints, I figured no matter, the power is in the hips and waist and the ability to isolate different sets of muscles when dancing is hard but not impossible..Hell Im doing it!
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I'm hoping that the heat is bearable where all you guys are..it feels about 80 degrees here, warm but not overwhelming, still the energy in my body is lightly drained..I do better at night doing light chores and picking up around here..my creative streak is coming out as I've surveyed this place..it has the atmosphere of a beduin tent bedecked with pillows, red velvet curtains, green ivy plants and appliances!
Update later..*puff puff puff* peach shisha..
- Mood:Pleasantly warm..
I gave her another hug and as I'd walked out the bag felt heavier than it should, I checked out the contents in the car and found a HUGE box of coals, several extra boxes of shisha and a can of double apple in addition to the original stuff I'd picked out...FOR 15.00!
Im so going to email that girl and repay her for a read..
Feel special much? When ever my personal life goes wafting down the tubes, there's always something that incites a bit of happiness in me. Craig was grinning, aaahhhh I told him I'd buy him some India Pale Ale for carting my happy ass around town and I made good on my word. He's half Irish, half Italian, laid back with a wicked snarky sense of humour. I love it when the Boi and he try to pull a stand off, Im-badder-than-you sort of crap..they can't, the laughter factour is way too great. I just told them they may as well dance or duke it outside..
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I'd dropped like a rock earlier today, needed a bit of shut eye because I felt like I was fighting something off, not physical germs, more of a great-my-skin-is-crawling-can't-feel-com
a strong session of meditating to still the chaos in my head and a push towards shutting things down so I could get some rest and escape the overwhelming vibes. Meh so this is what I get for walking away from something that isn't good for me? don't care. I'll remain honest to myself, golly gee whiz, thats one of the best traits I have going for me.
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Figured out that Sea Dawg takes place at the beginning of the new moon. This is special stuff, new moon, new contacts, more networking and the ability to incite more changes in my life. My god its going to be good to see old friends again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3HHmU5vm
- Mood:bowtech n confederate
- Music:Still snickerin'
why'd did asked? because his arms (and his legs!) were riddled with massive amounts of flea bites..seems one of his friends has a nice apartment, but there's a zillion cats and obviously small blood sucking travelers that infest those poor critters and everyone else that walks into that place are pretty much marked as a bipedal red cross targets.
He's still scratching and miserable. Normally I'd laugh but I hate flea bites with a passion..So I feel for the little Blighter.
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Now that all my obligations are met, rent paid, repairs done to the apartment, paperwork done for some much needed stuff..I'm focusing on the next two weeks to create a check list for Sea Dog Nights. I like playing with stuff and I found some brown powder makeup and a black liner pencil... So I started painting a bit and ended up looking like a scary magical gypsy lady. Okay not to toot my own horn, but hell I can't resist..If I were looking for a reading and there was a nice blond lady with long flowing robes and pretty cards I'd want to get a reading from someone that looked...LIKE ME!
heh..like I said I couldn't resist!
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Earlier today, I asked Mike to help me run a few errands and picked up some much needed bean. When the Boi was out, I went to make coffee and there was NONE..NADA..nary a bean 'cept for the Apocalyptic Blend which did nothing for my mood. No I didn't brew this..so? I went from normal to raging bitch to loopy drunk in 1.2 seconds. I swear I have adult ADHD and I require coffee to level out. Thank Dog for Mike. He'd just popped over to hang out and saw me in a semi altered state. I finally got a decent cuppa coffee and now there be no fog in me brain.
The sun is blazing and like any other vampiric individual, Im hiding out. My eyes have become super light sensitive to the point that I get light headaches. Meh.
Feels like a day where I'm going to be at the computer, so for what its worth, I'll be updating shortly as the mood hits!
I do enjoy backyard bbq's and hanging out with Layalani (Demon's mother) and the rest of the group of interesting people sparked my party going mood. There was a huge back yard pool the sort above ground and good fun was had by all with all the splashing, shrieking and general mayhem. Rock-a-billy music was blasting, surfing dead anyone?
I announced we were out of margaritas and Layalani cheerfully motioned me to accompany her to the kitchen..
I watched her in the kitchen making the cocktail mix for the pitcher and I wanted to laugh, she was weaving back and forth..not two sheets to the wind, we be talking full sail baby! one part margarita mix, half a bottle of rum, a couple of handfuls of ice in a mixer..churn the whole thing up and VOILA! instant tropical YUM..
I came home with a rip roaring headache and crashed out on the futon, I awoke two hours later and haven't gone back to sleep since. this heat makes sleeping difficult. *wry grin* I know Im not the only one in El Jay land..
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My hookah Gypsy took a great leap off the small table I had in my room and broke in several pieces, shisha scattered across the floor, I was staring at the mess in complete disbelief. What to do? I jumped onto craig's list and posted in the want ads
WANTED A hookah two hoser. I explained what had happened and added "gently used or used a lot? SURE! I didn't post how much money I was going to offer, because I had none! (uh huh...now how does that work??)
I pretty much trusted I'd come up with the cash somehow. Heh, I did, there was a 40.00 check in the mail the following day from a friend who'd forgotten to pay for a read and this had slipped her mind, she'd remembered and sent the check in the mail with an apology. All I can say is WOW.
later I got a call from a girl who'd read my ad, had a hookah, but somehow it never caught on with her and her friends. Not just a two hosed hookah but a FOUR hosed one, stands about two feet perfect stem for the body..perfect for Sea Dawg nights.
The girl paid 200.00 for this, I was dumbfounded and when she told me she only wanted 50.00 for it, this was a done deal..so I scrambled to get the extra 10.00. She waived the rest of the money preferring to get a read instead. TOTAL PRICE FOR PRACTICALLY BRAND NEW FOUR HOSED HOOKAH? 40.00.
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Natasha sent me an amazing tarot deck, the Deviant Moon Tarot, dark, funny and very very surreal, this deck took 30 years to conceive by a guy who'd fallen in love with the tarot when he was a wee thing. His inspiration was the Classical Italian tarot (ahhhh connections!) thank you sweets! Amazingly enough, the Boi who doesn't display any interest in the tarot thought this deck was incredibly dead on in terms of accuracy. There's something about reading for one's own family that incites a conflict of sorts, at least in mine!
Sunday is supposed to be quiet, but I has a hunch that the phone is going to be ringing off the hook, and company will be appearing around early afternoon and won't abate till the wee hours of next morning..*glances at the clock* time to get a bit of shut eye for a couple of hours..hope all of you experienced an awesome 4th of July!
- Location:a nice cool office for now..
- Mood:Not sleepy!
I had ACTUALLY HEARD THE DOOR KNOB TURN and I was thinking it was the Boi who was coming back in because he'd forgotten something. Nope, Nothing, nada. just the front door that was ajar. The rat kids were on edge and nervous staring at the doorway and moved their heads slowly as if they were seeing someone walking in and hanging out in the kitchen.
They did was any self respecting rattie did, they hid under the shredded news paper. The sense there was someone or someones here was overwhelming..I'd sat in the office chair trying to shake off the vibes, when I'd decided to just try to remember what I was thinking of before the door opened. I didn't freak out, I tried to figure it out..but it was a bit disconcerting to sense people here without their bodies.
Then I knew..
I know if I'd died and passed over, if my friends who are close to my heart who were interested in people they were in love with or they cared for them deeply, I'd be All for checking out backgrounds 'spirit' style to see if they were legit... I'd want to know if they were on the level, because I care and love my friends..there was a curious "who are you" feelings all over the place..
*****(Good KRISSST, this sounds crazy..yeah I know, but bear in mind what I do for a living and I always feel as if I'm living in several worlds, the only thing that grounds me out is actually seeing and experiencing the physical evidence which in turn validates my experiences because I can trust my senses...)******
So in short, I was being investigated..There was an unidentified sweet scent wafting throughout the apartment and I wasn't burning incense either.The last time this happened, I met and ended up with Dave. Anyone else after Dave was just temporary and altho I had some "visits" from deceased relatives that weren't mine but belonged to the persons I was with at the time.., it NEVER took the form this is taking now..I'm actually getting visual imagery, strange smells and Im now relaxed since I'd said, "HEY this just UNNERVED me 'kay?"
I'd know who those people were if I was shown a picture of them, it is THAT CLEAR.
Mood? I feel like I smoked a big ole phatty and I haven't touched weed in over 20 years..I can't figure THAT one out!
- Mood:...duuuude...??
I guess that once Im on a roll, I get energised. I really don't require frequent breaks. Some readers get exhausted and have to recharge or ground out, I did plenty of that when it was over. Intense family issues the people involved got the answers they needed. I didn't want any background history, just wanted to allow it to flow and to just 'see' where it was going to take me.
*gentle cough*...DAMN, we'd covered a lot of ground, from marriages, to troubled teen girls and the empty nest syndrome, to family business and finally "HOW TO DEAL WITH STRESS"..
Much of this stress I'd observed from the way they shuffled cards. The one element I'd found in the past couple of reads over the course of several days independently of every person is the issue of control, lots of it. The more control exerted, the more helpless the individual felt when things in their lives would go horribly awry. Hell just bringing it up seemed to strike a nerve and therefore some serious awareness thank gods..
I made enough to pick up some coffee and shisha over the bridge at the mall, I was down to my last handful of beans..
I have to wind down, its like 3:00 am right now..but I has me a clean KITCHEN!!!
Nighty night youse guys..Im going to try for some shut eye..wish me luck?
however, I don't owe an explanation to someone who genuinely creeps me the hell out..knowing full well they rely on impute from me (my reason for unfriending them which would spur them on of course) to continue their connection/tirade/verbose cryptic horseshit..
Violent, bloody, nasty as hell, I approve. Before anyone tells me this is disgusting let me tell it in the Boi's own words.
"anyone who thinks video games are real life and allows this to bleed into their reality are psychopaths and have no business playing.."
so its like please inject some common sense 'kay?
I've been playing Bejeweled and that damn game is addicting! Worse than coffee, I've gone to sleep seeing little gems of purple, green red and yellow dance in my head.. DAMN YOU FARCEBOOK!
Well to be fair, I did reconnect with some awesome people I'd lost touch with when I first burst onto the internet and hung out in some Yahoo groups in the early 90's. A lively buncha witches who brooked no nonsense and gave back as good as they got. We be talking "Witches" not mincing goddess types or forboding New Agey three fold law sorts.These strong kick ass people merited my respect and in return there was a strong bond of trust. Life does happen and Im glad our paths crossed once again.
julyhummingbird was responsible and my god woman thank you for this!Speaking of this, NEW MOON for some of you who watch this with interest. Im very very grateful that summer is here, it was almost 10 pm and there was still light out, Warm raw energy and there's plenty of green growing things. There's a sense of renewal and Im responding to this. Im loving the revolving front door, the scent of coffee fills the air, the phone rings off the hook and the company at all hours of the night..
heh..good morning to some of you and nighty night to the rest of ye fiends!
Warm sunny days incites me to leave the windows and the front door open. Fresh breezes grace the insides of my silly structured dwelling blowing out stale air and cooking odors leaving this place fresh. Among the light wind came several uninvited guests..they buzzed and flew over our heads. I for what its worth cannot STAND flies. So I commenced to killing the yukky little critters with the swatter except for one, Thee Granddaddy of all flies. This little bastard hid until it was evening.
Mike and I are smoking some hookah, suddenly Mr Nasty decided to dive bomb into my face. I sputtered smoke and glared at the offensive buzzy little shit who flew gracefully around both Mike's head and mine well out of reach of anyone making the gesture to smack him.
"THAT'S IT" I'd snarled. "That's one dead fly" I strolled into the kitchen to grab the swatter. Could not find it. Puzzled but determined I grabbed the simple green because I haven't any raid bug spray. I aimed and shot. Aaaah I nailed him then? he buzzed..shook the cleaning product out of his wings and STARTED FLYING AGAIN..I was incredulous.
"NO WAY" I even sprayed furniture polish, he crawled out of that puddle on the kitchen floor and started flying but not as graceful as he was before. Ehhh. I grabbed the bleach water and nailed him in mid flight. Something happened and he froze falling with a tiny thud.
"That" said Mike "Is the Rasputin of flies."
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Early morning here around 3 something in the a.m. I can't explain it but the past four or five days, my left hand was itching enough to incite some concern of whether or not I had some sort of rash..Noooo nary a red mark of any kind, but in my gypsy family, the left hand that itches receives money and from the way its been itching even jarring me from sleep, I'd say Im coming into a chunk of coin that will be formidable. *racks brain to figure out which relative would be so kind as to leave money to little ole me"*
How ever it goes, I'll be investing wisely in my health.
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On the personal front
Joined Tribes.net the gypsy stage, the belly dancing troupe is there and my god it was awesome to make contact to join with them for Seadog nights. It won't be long and Kimmers is going to love her clothes when she comes!
- Mood:awake? heh suuure!
Meh..*picks out small crawlies* not much of them thank dog.
4 something in the am, I still have company, the guys are talking geek, the aroma of nerd graces the air, talk of World of Warcrack is making my ears bleed. I swear if I have to hear another stint regarding Alliance or Horde Im going to kill something.
I did get enough shut eye last night and Im still going strong. Im swilling Wandering Goat coffee from one of the best coffee places in town at this moment and my O my this coffee should be considered my liquid crack..
http://www.wanderinggoat.com/
The flavour is..incredible. Mike picked up a bag for me and as I had opened this small sack of pure heaven, I'd told him, "Im having a moment here" and deeply inhaled the incredible scent of fresh coffee beans. Coffee is to Kahat as Cat nip is to small furry mammals that meow..seriously. I have yet to visit that place again as much as Im allergic to hippies (yes they make me itch when I get within 10 feet of eye searing tie dye tee shirts and dread locks) that place is pretentious as hell with all the lovely artsy types with jaw dropping talent. the background music serves the atmosphere and incites intelligent conversation.
I have GOT to get out more often!
Dave is making noises about marrying his girlfriend. Of course its about finances first, makes more sense to combine incomes, better sense about living space, and eventually love comes next. The Boi congratulated him and wished him well. Dave talked to him about something and I overheard the Boi admonish him. "Dad you're P-whipped, you don't have the you-are-welcomed-to-step-on-my head sign on your forehead okay?"
ehhh I think Dave will do just fine. I find it hilarous that his 18 year old son is giving HIM advice.
The story plot is fleshing out. Im still carefully constructing view points from characters. I think I'm a bit over my head in this, but I've faith and determination to see this one through.
*looks at clock* damn, its 4:30, time to unwind with another cuppa coffee and get some rest..
Night all~!
- Mood:This brain it sparks
Pranks, Lots of them, one is in which the kids would be acting up, misbehaving, and he'll get a small bottle of water, thunder at the top of his lungs. "THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU TO LEAVE YOU EVIL SPIRITS" of course the kids will snicker, until he flings *holy water on them* they will laugh until the burning starts and they scream..why? He's going to put bleach in the bottle, so OF course its going to burn and for one split second they really will think they were possessed until they see him laughing.
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If he has three kids (count 'em) three kids, he's going to sit them down at the kitchen table and intone in a slow ponderous voice "I knew there would be a day when I would have to kill one of you"..Time to draw straws or figure out among you which one will have to go".. and then leave the kitchen laughing under his breath.
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"Dad you are never wrong"..
"that's right otherwise you'd call me mother"
his wife will probably strangle him in his sleep.
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*eyes those steel toed boots of his* I'm probably going to have to kick him in the head.
His poor daughter..If he has a daughter, Oh GOD his poor daughter..That girl will never have a boyfriend, he's going to scare the hell out of the trembling swain unless she finds someone with a backbone who will stand up to him.
if her boyfriend can take the old man down, she can date him. Yup thats right, bare knuckle boxing.
WHEN did I suddenly have Clint Eastwood for a son?
His face was priceless but he didnt' say anything. After the read, I had a nice visit with him and Mike, the Boi trundled downstairs and coffee was ground up, brewed and served with the usual snark which left us all laughing helplessly. He was silent throughout the visit, stealing glances at me, I'd offered him some shisha which he accepted and talk flowed freely.
When they left, the Boi and I were stunned. This guy has some serious power.
Mike later said, "Kahat you surprised him" the usual "NO FUCKING WAY" ..and "GODDAMN how'd She know?" came out of him. As it is, I've got another awesome member of my family now, Andy is waaay cool with a strong heart and stronger ethics.
I loves my Boys and I loves me Girls. Im always there if they need me.
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Thanks to
3circledsun I read his post about the contest on-line Esquire magazine and decided to give it a shothttp://www.esquire.com/fiction/fiction-c
The three titles of which to pick from is
1. "Twenty-Ten"
2. "An Insurrection"
3. "Never, Ever Bring This Up Again"
Of course I chose number 3. The story is fleshing out from the bare bones of an actual event I had heard about years ago from the people who'd been involved... This haunted me throughout my life and those who'd committed this crime are long gone. *heavy sigh* I hope that in writing this I will release something, set something free for what its worth.
The rules are simple, 4000 words submitted by August 1st. First prize is 2500.00
DAAAAMN I could use the money..but for what its worth, getting it out there is more important. You know of course I'll post parts of this story so I can get some feedback and impute from you guys. It is said in order to write well one writes what they know, and my god, I've lived a twisted dark and interesting life.
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*clicks the zils* time to practice where there is NO interruptions!*
*snorts* 2 am for gods sakes!
see youse guys later..
- Mood:Stretching..OUCH!
- Music:Deuter: Seven Sacred Pools:
I not only got myself a myspazz, I got a farcebook too!
so I'll be scouting around for some of you and for others just lemme know, add me or something..
its Kahat Evans in the people search.
*siiiiighs mightly and laughs!*
He got in at 11:30 this morning, great party and all... And I got the much needed peace and quiet needed to straighten out some projects, and deep cleaning cause June is the month for COMPANY!
*checks the revolving front door and gives it a spin* Everything's good to go.
And? my neighbors, they do love me. Independently of each other, I was gifted with homemade jam, stuff from overstocked cupboards, yummy treats I don't have the time to bake for nor have the ingredients, (*winces* I hate being low on food stuff) I was dumbfounded. Just really thoughtful actions..*makes a mental note to do something nice to repay*..
Sea Dogs is up and coming, I've had some pirates and gypsies contact me asking me if I'm going..yeah last time I heard, IS water wet?, Is The Pope catholic? and Do Bears shit in the woods..and OF course its a definite YEEESSS!!
So the down stairs is going to be overrun with sewing stuff, heaps of velvet, costumes that need repair, needed objects to take and I don't know anyone who'd be able to take care of the Rattie Brothers, so they are coming with us..Poe and Rascal should do fine, I've see people with their ferrets and rat kids over the last couple of years make an appearance and the boys are low maintenance. It does get cold at night so they will have covering over their small cage.
I dreamt of tribal drumming all night long, tiki torches lit among the well trodden paths, huge trees framing the clearings as dancers twirl about in gaily coloured clothes of fiery reds, bright yellows, green and blues, fire eaters, jugglers, wonderments to behold, much laughter and music...and drunking singing under the stars..
Soon..four days and nights of extreme silliness, Preparation starts in earnest now.
coffee..thank GOD for coffee..
EDITED TO ADD: YAAAYY!!! The pirate crew from Washington is making a special trip to see meeee!!! My girl Cid is pregnant, it'd be great to see her, Stu and that fabulous Pirate King! *grins*
- Mood:In the ZEN ZONE..
- Music:Tantra Lounge
he took the cookie from the plate and as I was walking away to go back into the kitchen, he yelped "goddamn its HOT", he's juggling the cookie frantically between his hands and I'm laughing..because as hot as the cookie was, the melted chocolate chips were worse, he tried to take a bite from the sizzling yet tempting object and yelped louder because he'd burnt his tongue..
Damn I lost it..I was laughing so hard,
Nighty night youse guys!
- Mood:ZEE bed now! *drops*
May 28, my adorable Ginger Dragon pal Michelle asked me if I was ready for my attunement into reiki I told her I was definitely ready. As I was seated, she'd cleared and charged the room, told me there'd be some points in the attunement where I might be seeing colours, hearing sounds or feeling breezes. Actually during the session, I was feeling at turns hot and cold. THIS I liked! actual results. Seeing colour was amazing as I was viewing intense rainbow colours in cloud form, sharp laser quality, and images in symbolic form. This is Day three and Im still thirsty, my sleep is unbroken and my awareness level has hit the roof. When I eat certain foods with life force like vegtables, or meat, I can feel the difference between this and processed foods like cookies or processed meats like hot dogs.
xavienne sent me an optical glow mouse isn't it cute!? I needed one badly and the Boi hasn't see it yet otherwise he'd snag it post haste, so I'm keeping it for my laptop well out of sight! THANK YOU DOLL!!! *GIVES YOU A BIG HUUUG*
The day stretches forth like a long holiday, this summer promises to be interesting but for now its focusing on the creature comforts and staying centered, I really love this feeling!
- Mood:The Colours, the COLOURS!!
- Music:B.T. Flaming June
" You'd dated Harmony and Tara" I'd pointed out. "they were really sweet".
"I know" he said, "they wanted more out of me than I could give and Tara was a cutter, wanted attention badly"..
I cleared my throat..."thats what every girl wants at that age, attention" he gave me a look. "NOT LIKE THAT"
He'd continued, "No you don't understand, Asian girls really really LIKE ME, its like ahhh He's TASTED THE RICE".. I burst out laughing and said "well you're fair game", I think you can handle this without too much fall out.
Seriously his good manners (LAUGHS!) and his good sense may deter her but I doubt it..meanwhile Im going to get some pop corn and watch the show...see how this unfolds within the next month. I think she just really likes him and its difficult to get close, he's not easy to get to know. I say Kudos to her.
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Im recovering somewhat from the majour crack in my life, I understood there are just some things I cannot change no matter what and with that comes a certain kind of peace not without some bitterness attached. Leveling out is just what I require and I'm well on my way to processing..I'll be hanging with my Ginger Dragon Michelle next week, its coffee at Borders and a read swap again.
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In the span of time when I'd anounced my Myspazz opening up I suddenly received 20 folks, mostly gypsies and Pirates from Washingtion and a few awesome favourites from EL Jay..this feels good to reconnect again..I won't be dealing with FarceBook, that place scares me to death!..ehhh on second thought maybe in the not too distant future!?
- Location:WHY am I still here?
- Mood:Reasonable fine How else?
feel free to add yourself my adorable Fiends list!....Isobel Scryer is my name on there..Isobel because thats my gypsy name at Sea Dog nights.
my email addy is kitty DOT mckee AT gmail DOT com
EDITED TO ADD: I stole Rum..long long story *hic* starts to laugh..not drunk enough!
- Mood:amused, you've no idea!
the phone rings, I answer it after the 3rd ring..
The bright cheerful voice chirps over the wires..
"Hello Im taking a survey, may I have about 10 minutes of your time?"
after a moment of hesitation, I respond
"that depends, can I ask you a question?"
"why SURE" said the unknown female voice, but can I interest you in a special offer today free when you take our survey..?" before she could say anything else, I intercepted and said in a low tone that smacked of a conspiracy ' do you know how how to get blood out of a white shag carpet? I only have two bottles of club soda, I've never done this sort of thing before you see..
DEAD SILENCE..
I continued, "you see there was so much red after we moved the body...."
CLICK..
That has to be the first time in history that a telemarketer actually hung up
- Mood:EVIL..heh heh heh..
hmmm...since when did rolling one's belly result in it getting bigger? I look a little pregnant and my god this is a bit disconcerting! Im pretty damn good at this excerise, I even got to the point that I can walk as I roll my stomach doing graceful arm movements keeping my arms above the rib cage and my head level... I'll say this, my posture is getting better but the slight increase in belly size is somewhat pissing me off..meh...my days of being pregnant are long gone thank GOD, but as it stands in my mother's family the females started their menses at the tender ages of 8 or 9 and continued well into their 50's..58 was the oldest. Yes they had children, lots of them over the course of their lives. I would rather just adopt kids as family.
Having a long life of bleeding every month..and NOT DYING seems like an obscenity ..most of my friends who are in their late 30's early 40's stare at me like I'm a lab rat... Im genetically predisposed toward evolutionary adaptation regarding babies. DAMN those overactive ovaries and those crazy wiccan women who are in awe of the POWER of THE FEMALE...Woop dee DOO
*still tapping foot impatient for the next stage in life, that wonderous Crone element aka, cranky old lady who could give a flying &#^% about the stupid things in life that entrall the Gawdess seekers..
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The Boi had decided to get the extension pack for his world of warcrack, so decided to ask his dad and dad was a sweet guy who gave him his credit card number so he could get the extension online. The company of Blizzard is a crack whore who takes more than she gives. The number wasn't accepted so the Boi tried a total of 4 times..Dave was billed 140.00 which didnt' sit too well with him, but the matter was cleared up.
Dad sends the money and in a few days the kid with cash in hand takes a walk over the bridge in the blistering heat to the mall where he finds the game at the Game Stop shop and notices the seal is broken. So did the clerk but he rang him up anyway.
Boi comes home, finds there is NO DISC in the package, someone jacked the disc and he vows to get his CD if its the last thing he does..he goes back into the heat of the day back to the mall and tells the clerk there was no CD in the damn package. Clerk starts to give him a hard time, but under the Boi's unflinching gaze there is no doubt he was telling the truth. He gets another package and there's a CD in it..he returns home..
He tries to use the CD rom to install the game, it refuses. Suddenly the CD rom isn't working..The next alternative? He takes the code and starts to type it in on line and the LAST digit is smeared and he can't tell what the hell it is..number or letter? He keeps typing the same code number changing the last digit at the end and did this for about 32 times..OF course I counted!
now THATS dedication..this kid is a true gamer..and this was just funny ..I tried hard not to laugh at his ire..seriously!
- Location:quiet time at la Casa del Wacko
- Mood:relaxing in the wee hours..
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