Run, Screaming

When Ashford talked about Hamlet, and mentioned that Hamlet was contemplating suicide, it was too much for me to handle. I had to run from the room and spend a few minutes outside, regaining breath and composure.

Note of Ritual Caution:

Recently was called to do a reading on a ritual that a friend of a friend was planning. Said friend of friend was planning to do a ritual to kick Bush out of office.

Um, hello? Does anybody see the ways that this could backfire? Please.

Do be sure to specify "Harm none" in ritual. Or, better, if one wants to remove Bush's potential to do harm, simply do the following rite: "I bind you, George W. Bush, from doing harm against others, or harm against yourself, whether by will or by accident."

By Working an act of potential violence against someone else, even if it is "only" social violence, one is opened up for ten times as much violence against one's self. By Working an injunction against harm at another, one binds one's self from doing harm as well.

Working

I'm glad to know that my interesting Talents have not gone completely quiescent when I've been taking a vacation from them, and that I can still recognize the signs of stuff.

I'm glad that I can still Read my Tarot deck like nobody's business, even at three am mostly asleep. Often the messages come through clearer to those they're intended for...

Water Heater

They're replacing the apartment complex water heater today, so we're without hot water for the next two hours and eleven minutes. The outage officially started at nine; I woke up at eleven thanks to general exhaustion and a late-night session of the appropriate geekery.

As cold showers go, it was almost warm. This is Arizona.

Celebration

Will be going out with Votania and Nephew to Fuddrucker's tonight for dinner, as a celebration for my inexplicably good grades.

Must clean room.

Oy vey.

wolfieboy was insane enough to link to Yes & No: A Diseducational Road Movie, and we're addicted.

...Some of us rather more than others, however.

Education

Nephew has learned how to operate the F5 key to reload web pages.

Mmm, burgers

Went out for dinner with Votania in celebration of my grades. Nephew came along with, of course.

There was happy conversation about this and that, and not-so-happy conversation about overuse of napkins, the necessity of getting a little messy while eating things, the necessity of wiping things on napkins rather than shorts or arm, the folly of not holding tight enough to one's cup, and the reality-check that freaking out over spilling the soda is about as bad as spilling the soda itself.

Nephew went through a dollar's worth of quarters in the Star Wars video arcade game in the time it took me to visit the ladies', brush my hair, and re-apply lipstick.

We came home on the bus, and I saw Sharon from RI! Damn! What a cool thing. She's looking good. RI is evidently not doing well on hours at the moment. Damn recession. She'll stop by DeVry every now and then to see if I'm around.

Back home again. Dawn called just as I was coming in the door, and we started to confirm plans. If something interesting should go down Thursday night, I'll have backup. My quasi-apprentice knows that I'm only a phonecall away should I be needed.

Workout

32 lateral pulldowns @ 70 lbs
30 butterfly flaps @ 50 lbs
20 forward pulldowns @ 70 lbs

Up some in weight from the old standard workout; we're going to try to have fun with this.

Marx just noticed now that I've gotten smaller. Votania looked to be nearly bopping him over the head, as it's evidently about time he should be noticing, finally.

279. Avoid chips, avoid soda, avoid chocolate, avoid excess carbohydrates. Ghaa, bad fayoumis.