My sentiments, exactly…

This is all I’m gonna say on the Shaivo case…

Feh. Finally made the suggestion that I get the chair for Tuesday nights, that way I’m not stuck waiting for my boss. I’m not going to talk about any of my issues regarding the latest news headlines, just let me say it’s all bullshit, IMO and that’s where I currently stand. I’ve made some changes to the Playground, I think it looks much better, even though infopocalypse has a better way he’d like to do it, too bad he hasn’t sent me any of his ideas or layouts *hint hint*. Tomorrow, I’ve got some light housework and then I’m focusing on some journeying I’ve been wanting to do. Also gonna play catch-up with my Yoga journals and get the prelim shots for my next gallery out for edit.

I also updated my religious journal, for those interested, if you want the address, I’ll post it, but ya gotta ask nicely if you don’t know already. I need to copy that one into my meditation journal, as well as a few other places. Means up early again tomorrow.

Speaking of, I’m slowly becoming a daywalker again. I have been able to drag my ass out of bed at 9ish of late, and I’m hoping the trend continues to earlier times. I have some early morning rituals I’d like to start doing, once the summer sun comes out, I’ll detail them in my spiritual journal as I start doing them. That’s another goal on my pile of to-dos. I need to make a list of them.

Oh yeah, I think I’ve finally over-done myself with my workouts, I think I lost too much body fat. Gonna have to consult with the Dr if that becomes apparent at the end of this week. That is not a fun thing, and I’ll have to find out what I need to do to keep up the workouts and not suffer the female issues associated with it.

Things that make me happy:

Pictures like these…

And letters from overseas like this…

So, the continued discussion on the boards from my last post has lent the questions of “why do you want to see direct combat?” and “would you sign up for an all female unit?”

Well, first off, I know I’m not the only female in the US who’s twisted as fuck and would have no issue with being on the front line and putting our lives directly on the line. And to mirror, why would any men want to see direct combat? Why are they even willing to go if called? Many women can answer those questions with the same answer. As to the second question, if that was a unit of women with my same opinion? Of course I’d sign up to be in it, I could tolerate them, but don’t expect any of us to coddle that one that refuses to be part of the team. Otherwise, pack me in with the boys, I find them easier to work with, despite the fact that I scare the living shit out of the boys I consider the coolest in service.

As for the dumbfucks that are complaining about the fact that sex is happening on shifts because of the women – sorry, but women’s BDUs aren’t the only buttons that have to come undone for that deed to happen. Want to bitch about the harlots in the service of the US military, tell your boys to keep their pants around their waist and not their ankles. Seriously, I’d rather give myself carpal tunnel than fuck any of my unit mates.

And yes, this is another major bitch of mine, in the event you haven’t figured that out, yet.

Ya know, if this changes in the next couple of years, I might sign up…

But I fucking hate it when someone takes up the charge to keep women out of frontline combat units. The fact that this is actual policy is the reason why I didn’t join up in the first place, and thankfully, this little skirmish is changing that fact, and I hope the military soon changes its policy to reflect it.

Here’s the link to the story

Banned books…

I’m becoming more introspective of late. There are things that need to be shifted, things that need to be burned, and things that need to be added. I’m definitely feeling the need to get to the mountains again, spend some time by a river, merge with something that is not human or animal. I’m not sure exactly what is up, but I’ve been pushing ideas around in my head, about letting go of my skin. Specifically today, when I got to the cafe, they were playing Celtic music, and continued for about an hour till they switched to whatever it is that’s on right now. Once it’s warm enough, I’ll probably take my own trip to the mountains, sit by the tri-states dam for a bit and dip my toes in. If the whipping boy is still state-side, maybe I can talk him into a ride on the bike up there, or maybe a nice trip out of a perfectly good airplane. Either or, I need to shift something, I just need to figure out what that is, preferably sooner, rather than later.

wire_mother, I’m developing an interest in Celtic stick fighting. Any suggestions?

In other news, I’ve gotta kick my ass in gear to get my research going again. Driving around the other day after yoga kicked me to a new realization. The yogi at the conference, who’s sessions I attended, made the comment that one secret of yoga is that it’s the moving book of sexuality. I’ve been pondering on that since, and going through my ashtanga movements had me agreeing with her realization. Each movement I went through, was a movement that is used in the dance of sexual relations. It charged me quite a bit, which is where I’m thinking my loss of a personal boundary came from (my apologies to those at dessert). I’m actually quite happy that, that specific boundary dropped. I have some more exploring to do, I’ll see about doing that this week, as time allows.

I need to re-check my sources to put some more Eastern/Western attack/defense theories together. Maybe that will help me further my studies into Western “shamanic” massage approach. I gotta quit being so lazy with my mind. I’m doing so well on my body, but I’m starting to neglect that part.