I never, ever thought I would say this:

This house does not have enough natural light, it’s too dark.

There, I said it. I’ve found I’m spending more time in the rooms that are open to the outside, aka the office and the front room. I believe that is one thing that is giving me a headache. Too much indoor and not enough outdoor. So, I’m going to find the windows that I can actually open, and open them. No A/C for the rest of today.

Edit: We need screens on the front of the house.

Scorpio for May 29th:

“In 1991, hikers in the Italian Alps discovered the largely intact body of a man who died 5,000 years ago. He’d been preserved in a glacier that had recently begun to melt. Since then, many women have asked to be given some of the iceman’s frozen sperm so that they might become pregnant by him. (The director of the museum where his body is kept has so far turned down all requests.) While I don’t recommend that you become one more seeker of this prehistoric insemination, Scorpio, I do suggest you pursue a metaphorically analogous quest in the coming weeks: Try to fertilize yourself through an intimate encounter with the past.”

Compliments of Freewill Astrology

Snagged from by brunsona:

The Sex Positive Bill of Rights

Interesting take on my perspective and actions of today and this past week…..

Scorpio for the week of May 22:

“I know a sailor who was aboard a submarine that bombed Iraq with cruise missiles last March. He said that in the days leading up to the attacks, the crew’s regular entertainment hour featured a steady diet of porn videos authorized by the top brass. The sailor figured this was a weird form of motivational psychology meant to pump up the testosterone levels of his fellow warriors as they prepared to unleash America’s destructive fury. He felt terribly conflicted about it. While he believed then and still believes that the war on Iraq was the right thing to do, he hated this pathological approach to psyching up the troops. He refused to watch the porn and tried to talk other sailors into boycotting it. In the spirit of his integrity, Scorpio, I urge you to renounce the philosophy that the end justifies the means. You can’t afford to do bad things in the name of following your heart. ”

Compliments of freewill astrology

Interesting take on my perspective and actions of today and this past week…..

Scorpio for the week of May 22:

“I know a sailor who was aboard a submarine that bombed Iraq with cruise missiles last March. He said that in the days leading up to the attacks, the crew’s regular entertainment hour featured a steady diet of porn videos authorized by the top brass. The sailor figured this was a weird form of motivational psychology meant to pump up the testosterone levels of his fellow warriors as they prepared to unleash America’s destructive fury. He felt terribly conflicted about it. While he believed then and still believes that the war on Iraq was the right thing to do, he hated this pathological approach to psyching up the troops. He refused to watch the porn and tried to talk other sailors into boycotting it. In the spirit of his integrity, Scorpio, I urge you to renounce the philosophy that the end justifies the means. You can’t afford to do bad things in the name of following your heart. ”

Compliments of freewill astrology

So, with one of my branches from last year’s Lughnasadh project wanting to be made into a Silver Branch, I’ve finally decided on what I want to make a Druid’s Egg out of…..the Emu egg that has been sitting in the fridge for the last month and is now freshly empty. Now, to find me some type of amber-like material to fill it and cover it. Of course, this is after I cover it with scrimshaw of snakes and whatnot.

Ok, so here’s the review: The first band, Lilitiu was actually pretty good. I was impressed and actually happy I showed up early. The singer could actually sing and the band actually knew how to play their instruments. Yakuza sucks, royally. They were the second band, and apparently decided to really piss off the people by playing an extra 20 min., because everyone was calling for them to get off the stage. Just imagine this, a shitty band with a singer that sounds like a goose in the throws of death on a sax (it’s the sax that was the goose, the singer was assisting by obviously not making it through Jr High band). Lacuna Coil is just absolutely awesome. Besides having an goddess for a lead singer, they know their instruments and they use the growling vocals in a manner that doesn’t offend, like some other ‘bands’ from overseas. I was actually depressed that they had to make room for Opeth. Now, for them…in all honesty, I probably would have enjoyed them more if I was so fucking tired by the time they took the stage. Not to mention, they take forever to make it through one song. According to the cool guy I met there, I left at the perfect time, because they took another 30 min before ending the show.

Now, speaking of the cool guy I met there. Talk about an interesting pick-up line. I got to the show early, so I could stake my space out in the bar area. One guy walks up and starts talking to me, briefly. Next thing I know, I hear “Hey, you waiting for friends?” Answer, “Yeah”. Reply, “So do you want to entertain me?” How’s that for good? Anyway, he turned out to not be a psycho, and instead a cool guy from the Bronx, that somehow ended up in Tennessee. So, that was my concert night.

Kitty update: Found his hiding place, left some food, went back this morning and food was gone. Set out some new food laced with catnip and I’m going to check later before I head to ritual. Otherwise, my Scotsman and I have a pretty good plan for catching him. Otherwise, it’s climbing around and checking food before heading into work. But, he is safe, has lost some weight, and hopefully leaving the food for him will alleviate that.

Ok, let me just say the concert was awesome and I met a cool person. When I’m feeling more ‘happy’, I’ll write it all down.

However, I wake up late to a headache, loathing the fact I have to get up, knowing that if i don’t, nothing will get moved out of my house. I’m feeling resentment right now, I really am. I kind of wish I had made arrangements to have someone else move me out again, but I didn’t, so look where I’m stuck. I’ve got too much on my plate today. I have to run by L5P to pick up some hair colour, a massage appt later, and I have to fucking move MYSELF! I should have just gotten another apartment and had someone else move me. Would have made things much easier instead of moving to a messy house.