Out of the metaphysical closet.
2003-07-16 7:51 p.m.
I was "outed" today at work. One coworker who is a little too verbal let it slip that I was a witch. A Catholic coworker ran into my cube and said loudly: "You�re a witch!?" Instead of confirming I said "Who told you that?" Then I confessed. To the Catholic. Who actually thought it was cool and wanted to know more about Wicca and Wiccaness. What can I say. I read tarot, light candles and commune with a God that I like to think of as female. I�m not in a coven, I do not sacrifice animals or have wild sex orgies under the full moon (not that I� m opposed to the latter.) Then another coworker had to come over because she heard the outing and I had to talk about it even more. Now I�m the team witch, sort of like a mascot. I�ve kept my religious beliefs to myself because:
1. My company is ultraconservative.
2. Didn�t want to freak anyone out.
3. Tired of those "are you going to turn me into a frog" jokes.
4. No one�s freakin� business.
5. Been trying to figure out how to meld my Buddhist inclinations with paganism.
Frankly, it�s no big deal. They won�t fire me. I�d admired at work for my own innate freakishness. I�ve tried to hook up with other Wiccans in the area and have found that for the most part, they are weirdos. If I lived closer to Silentone then that would be some cool ceremony and herbness. Otherwise, I�m on my own.
It�s all weird. It�s all good.
2 People have tried to sell me ViagraRoadtrip shmroadtrip.
2003-07-15 1:31 p.m.
Went to kung fu class last night after a two week break. I was working on getting Simon in a better space and keeping myself from losing my mind (not an easy task, mind you). Had a nice talk with Sifu after class. He recommended finding a kung fu training partner to meet up with once a week to stregthen the skills I'll need to make blue sash: such as targeting, confront, speed and accuracy. I think it's a great idea. Now I just have to find someone.
You know how I know I'm older? I woke up in the middle of the night due to joint pain in my shoulders. They were aching so bad I had to take a 800mg ibuprofen before I could fall back asleep. I've never had joint pain in my upper body before. It's not fun. I don't recommend it.
Simon wants me to go to San Jose with him next weekend. Not only would I have to burn two vacation days but I'd need to either spend $200 on a plane ticket or ride in a car with a couple notorious for constant fighting and bickering. For eleven hours. Then we'd have to sleep on the floor of a motel or camp in the backyard of his friends. I think I'm too mature for these collegesque roadtrips. If I'm going to go to San Jose I'm going to plan ahead, get reasonably priced plane tickets and stay in San Francisco for a night or two. I think I'm going to stay home with the cats.
1 People have tried to sell me ViagraOlder and hungover.
2003-07-14 2:42 p.m.
Friday night I went out to dinner with friends and then played pool until 2:00am. Saturday morning woke up with the mother of all hang overs. Could not keep down water or get rid of a killer migraine until 8:00pm Saturday night. I haven't lost a day like that in years. Ask me if I feel old now.
Had some strange side effects from the leg/bikini wax. Popped some blood vessles on my right thigh and got a first degree burn on the back of my left leg. Both are almost healed now. I do like how smooth my legs are. It was worth the pain and money but it still hurt worse than I thought it would. Yowza.
Speaking of pain, finally found the website for where I'm getting my tattoo. It's not listed on google for some reason. Check out the gallery, Matthew is doing mine. (Matt did my last one five years ago).
