I was skeptical that Hurricane Isabele would do anything to my neck of the woods, and was chastizing newsmen for making such a big deal about it in these parts. But she decided to knock out our power anyway. That’ll teach me not to underestimate mother nature again
Dads birthday was yesterday, he’s now 53. I cooked him his favorite, chicken and dumplings for dinner. I also bought him this Craftsman tool that removes stripped screws, which he (and I) has always wanted, because of all the old equipment we have around here.

Sarah and I have tons of new projects in the works for the pagan online community. We’re both very excited.

I am so siiiiiiiiick and god damn tired of flipping on MTV and seeing nothing but big asses wiggling in front of me. It happens all the time anymore. Do these girls have no self-respect? Do I even need to ask? What happened to the quality music videos that had a message?

I’ve felt very compelled to write lately. I really want to make this music career work, but it’s so hard. I need inspiration, I need to do this before I crumble.

Witches Weekly

What is your favorite pagan related website?
Urg, there are so many Azure Green is a good catalog.

Do you have a ‘Magical Name,’ if so, what is it and why? If not, do you think they’re necessary?
I use Crystal for all purposes because it suits me for all purposes. It’s my birth name but also describes a little of who I am.

What element do you think best represents you as a person and why? Do you feel that multiple elements represent your personality?
Of course I think everyone has a little bit of all the elements in them, but I think fire represents me the most, besides the fact that it’s my birth element. Passionate, Unpredictable, a force to be reckoned with.

I’ve been sorting through old memories today.

When “Ex #1″ and I seperated, and I moved back home, I was eventually able to move all of our old belongings into my dads old dusty, spider filled garage. And I haven’t wanted to go through it all until now.

So I sorted through old love letters (not just from “Ex #1″, I keep all my old love letters for some reason), eventually deciding to throw all the letters from “Ex #1″ away. Old romantic gifts and sweet little nothings like small cloth flowers and a penny that had been perfectly drilled in the center to form a small little heart. Old drawings and wrapping paper, gift boxes and bags. Little paper copies of pictures that I made for “Ex #1″ while he was across the ocean in some foreign country on his naval ship. I should scan them but they aren’t very good quality, I think I’ll wait till I find the originals. I even found my old school yearbooks finally.

Sometimes I wish that Ex #4 and I were the same way “Ex #1″ and I were. Always exchanging little gifts and doing little things to put a smile on each others faces. But I have to come to terms that this is a whole different relationship. And some people just aren’t into that type of thing. Perhaps he and I are too lazy to, or just don’t find it necessary. Either way, it’s different, and different can be good.

I didn’t think that sorting through all of these old memories would drudge up old feelings with them, but they did. Not in the sense that I’m longing for “Ex #1″, just the opposite actually. Instead in a way, I feel that going through ‘our’ belongings and sorting them into piles of ‘his’ belongings and ‘my’ belongings, it brings even more of a closure to the marriage.

He’ll be helping me sort one of these days, and perhaps it will give him a sense of completion too. And after the last little love letter is either sorted or thrown away, we can take our little piles in our seperate little directions, and keep going.

Taken from Stacey

itnreetsnig
Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy,
it deosn’t mttaer
in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny
iprmoetnt tihng is
taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae.
The rset can be a
toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit
porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we
do not raed ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as
a wlohe.

I’m very disappointed in a friend.

Apparently a friend of mine has decided to sever all ties with me because I’m being a good samaritan to someone he doesn’t like. He removed my link from his site, he washed his hands of me and my domain, all because I wouldn’t base my friendships around who he liked and didn’t like. Because I wouldn’t do as he asked and he felt uncomfortable being around this person he hated. I understood he felt uncomfortable, but it’s the whole “It’s my ball and I’m taking it home” theory. And I don’t like it. We’re supposed to try and act mature as human beings. The value of a human being is based on how they are willing to forgive others and move forward, away from the past.

And even when I told him that, all he could do was take offense and get angry with me for even suggesting a thing.

So yes, I’m very disappointed. This is not how you treat your friends.

RIP Johnny and John. You were both certainly big influences on my childhood, and my fathers.