turn and face the strange
Nov. 15th, 2002 01:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeA small bit of clarification regarding my recent entry, I think.
While writing a paper today and rambling through my own brain, I came upon a bit of information that would seem to have escaped my notice. Amazingly enough that I missed it, as it was as plain as daylight. I believe that it was kept below my radar until I was ready to receive it.
In essence, it was the final push that I needed to take my first real step on a religious path that I have been pondering for a very long time. The Baron has been coaxing and cajoling me for about a year. His wife, under a different guise (and this was part of my revelation today) for much, much longer. Though hers wasn't truly an attempt to win me over, but more of a statement of where I should be heading.
I'll bring my Lady of Candelaria candle to work tomorrow and place it with my Baron Samedi travelling altar. I think it's fitting.
Thee Pumpkin Girl gave me a last minute invitation to her family's celebrations this evening, as it was her birthday and that of her aunt. Wackiness ensues. I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen her father, who I have termed "the best daddy in the world" on more than one occasion.
I was overfed and giggled quite a bit. Especially when little inside jokes of TPG and mine worked themselves into conversation without anyone but us the wiser. It was quite nice to spend so much time with her and her aunt's house boggled my poor, wee brain.
Speaking of wee things, the Ninja comes back from her west coast excursion this weekend. This event has me completely squiggly as I miss her terribly. She called me at one point this week, but it was a fairly short phone call. I've been gecko sitting for her, much to my mother's dismay. And this has gone smoothly, despite the fact that I bought crickets for him, fed him a few, and then the rest DIED before I could send them to their doom. I seem to have no luck with crickets. I'll have to pick up more tomorrow, so Sneaky Pete's belly will not be empty (though Ninja had dumped about a billion crickets in his tank before she left and he ate every single one it would seem).
One more cigarette, then sleep.
Sleep, I tell you!
While writing a paper today and rambling through my own brain, I came upon a bit of information that would seem to have escaped my notice. Amazingly enough that I missed it, as it was as plain as daylight. I believe that it was kept below my radar until I was ready to receive it.
In essence, it was the final push that I needed to take my first real step on a religious path that I have been pondering for a very long time. The Baron has been coaxing and cajoling me for about a year. His wife, under a different guise (and this was part of my revelation today) for much, much longer. Though hers wasn't truly an attempt to win me over, but more of a statement of where I should be heading.
I'll bring my Lady of Candelaria candle to work tomorrow and place it with my Baron Samedi travelling altar. I think it's fitting.
Thee Pumpkin Girl gave me a last minute invitation to her family's celebrations this evening, as it was her birthday and that of her aunt. Wackiness ensues. I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen her father, who I have termed "the best daddy in the world" on more than one occasion.
I was overfed and giggled quite a bit. Especially when little inside jokes of TPG and mine worked themselves into conversation without anyone but us the wiser. It was quite nice to spend so much time with her and her aunt's house boggled my poor, wee brain.
Speaking of wee things, the Ninja comes back from her west coast excursion this weekend. This event has me completely squiggly as I miss her terribly. She called me at one point this week, but it was a fairly short phone call. I've been gecko sitting for her, much to my mother's dismay. And this has gone smoothly, despite the fact that I bought crickets for him, fed him a few, and then the rest DIED before I could send them to their doom. I seem to have no luck with crickets. I'll have to pick up more tomorrow, so Sneaky Pete's belly will not be empty (though Ninja had dumped about a billion crickets in his tank before she left and he ate every single one it would seem).
One more cigarette, then sleep.
Sleep, I tell you!
