I’m very tired. Thankfully, I only have to be up by 4.00Pm tomorrow for the Ovarian Cancer thingamajigit I’m attending for school. So, I figure I’ll rest up a bit and go from there. Wacom tablets are not fun when you’ve had too much coffee and are trying to put together cool backgrounds for your site. Needless to say, the mouse went everywhere because I couldn’t hold my hand still. Still haven’t had much of a conversation with my parents. The one Thursday night lasted a whole 5 min because I was irritated and didn’t want to talk about things. Went to see Goldmember last night, was a riot and now I know where the Marine got his joke the other day. At least we share a similar taste for ridiculous movies and bad jokes. Hmmmmm, tonight is bondage faeri night and I was planning on going, but my Scotsman is stuck going into work for a server move. Damn his job. Oh well, with me tired, I’m not sure I could deal with going out. Still debating on brunch tomorrow, and I still need to give Moonbird a disk copy for her box. Maybe I’ll stop by and drop that off before the Cancer thing. *sigh* naptime.

Well, I’ve found the source of my tummy aches…..stress. How do I know this? Well, today I took my car in to have the brakes and the steering looked at, found out that it wasn’t just the brakes, it was also the fact that my suspension system was about to snap into 4 pieces from the accident last year (I have CV joints instead of a single axle). All was fine till I made the mistake of calling my Da to let him know how much it was going to cost. At which point, he decides to talk the ear off the mechanic telling him to not put on new rotors (even though they really need replaced) and instead change the brake pads and the suspension system. Now, that’s not so bad, with the exception that he decided to change all this after the mechanic actually working on my car had already replaced the rotors and was getting ready to put on my last wheel. Thankfully, the mechanic charging me realized I knew my Da was an asshole and was seriously apologetic over the whole thing and didn’t charge me for that 1.5 hour’s worth of work. So, instead of being somewhere above $500 for a piece of shit like I have, it was a couple dollars under that. Thank the Gods for parents, if it weren’t for them, we’d never know what it’s like to be humiliated by a family member. Of course, that’s the last car decision my Da ever makes for me. I’ve put up with enough of his “you’re getting cheated” bullshit that it’s not going to happen again. I don’t care if my Mum is supporting me right now, she would have agreed with me.

Well, interesting things. Went to the bookstore last night with my Scotsman and picked up two books on the Ayurvedic medical system. It is really interesting and my instructor was quite right in saying it’s right up my religious alley. The more I read about it the more I see the correllations and think of the potential that the Celts had something similar on a less grand scale. The good thing is that I’m finding ways to balance out my body and not have so many physically manifested problems. My muscles are finally starting to go where they need to go, but that’s not going to fully help things until I get more indepth with working on the deep inside. Though, I must say, the Borders that we went to sucks in organization, none of this stuff was in the Eastern Thought section. Hell, the closest thing they had to India in that section was a sub-section on Yoga, with no books by Indian Yogis. Go fig. I like the other Borders, they got an analytical person to organize their store, it makes sense. I’ll probably be writing more about this stuff later, because it’s just too interesting to let it sit in my notebooks. I’m also contemplating a year in Japan, to learn Anma massage techniques, in a few years. Though, I’ll have to see where I’m at before I undergo that learning experience. Talk about walking down the road to spiritual fulfillment, I love it!!!!

It’s a year later….and the government wonders where school kids get the idea to go shoot the kids that pick on them.

Ok, lately I’ve seen some pretty hilarious bumper stickers….here’s one:

“WWJD? He’d go by Yaheshua”

And a really morbid one (even for my tastes):

“Mary had a little lamb…He died for the whole flock”

I mean, come on, using a Nursery Rhyme? Ewwwwwwww *shiver* Even I don’t go that low.

Ok, the week-end was/is my first Dragon*Con. So far it’s enjoyable. Had to come home early yesterday and sleep so I can make my debut as Diska, the Clue Fairy, at the Deliria table and forum. Unfortunately, the hotel frowns on rollerblades, so I can’t wear those. Spent the week-end running into a friend, but not sure it was said friend until I walked up and asked, “Is your name Forrest?” After getting a positive reply, I hung out with her and her companions for several hours. It was great. So, time for braiding and make-upping. If any of you are around Atlanta, please look for the little gothling with red and white striped stockings, lots of latex, and carrying around a nice ax handle to knock people upside the head with. That will be me, Diska the Clue Fairy!!!!!!!!! Mwahahahahahahahahahaha