No, I don't do the sanity thing very well.

My psycho-stalker factor's incredibly high. It's the little things that are making me nervous. Dammit, I've gotten saner since high school.... haven't I?

( No. )

Interview with a Sexbot

seductress898 (02:34:50): hi.... :-)

AzureLunatic (02:35:02): hi.

seductress898 (02:35:03): asl?

AzureLunatic (02:35:12): Only fingerspelling, sorry.

( It gets worse... )

Somewhat more sane...

...and headed out to lunch in an hour. Whee! Allergies suck, though. Something must have come into bloom last night. Bleah.

My top spots to live, according to http://www.findyourspot.com ...

( All twenty-four... )

Reading a post in polyamory that really disturbed me. Woman has friends w/benefits scenario, and he's disallowed her from spending time with any male friends. She's feeling neglected by him, and wants other friendships to give her the love, happiness, etc., that he won't/can't, but he's having none of this. ...Evidently, from the comments posted there, I'm not the only one triggering off. Eeeks. Humans...

Witches' Day Out

Went and had lunch with Dawn. Talked shop. Got lotus incense. Talked shop. Exorcisms, family drama, Shawn, Darkside, the history with Sabrina vs. ralmathon, more family drama, and more shop. Much fun was had by all.

Attack of the fucking Cat

Shamash decided that tonight was the night for playing Pinball Cat in my room. He ricochetted off a number of things, one of them being where the room lights are plugged into the wall. The inner sanctum was plunged into darkness but for my candle, and the cat shot around the room a few more times and then hurtled out the door.

"Fucking cat!" Adam cursed.

"Oh no," I said. "Shamash is just about as non-fucking as a cat can get."

Note for paranoia:

With a childish pronunciation, "I lost the lead!" (source: "You have lost the lead" from Quake) sounds far too much like "I lost the weed".