I’m back. the weekend kicked ass. i’m dead tired because somehow i ended up going to sleep at 4 am every day and waking up before 9am. don’t ask. i’ll post more when i wake up. did some thinking, reading and pondering. came to several realizations, along with gaining some recognition. all i can say is: some wiccans don’t know how to have fun in ritual, but it was damned hilarious to watch their face when they realized the chalice held whiskey – after they drank it. hell, what else do they think ‘waters of life’ mean? athlete’s foot?