I met with my astrologer today. What he had said would be a 1 hour to 1 1/2 hour session turned into 3 hours. It was to focus on career, which also encompasses money and life work, destiny. My chart tells me change is coming.
It was very draining.
At one point when he was speaking about my sun sign. I began to be filled with gold light. I was so overwhelmed and afrain I began to cry. The energy was so strong I had a difficult time rejecting it. Why I wanted to reject it scareded me. I did. Whe he realized what was happening he looked shocked and got me some tissues. He went on and then turned to me and said what just happened. I tried to tell him but all I could say was that is was very creepy, not the right word. But obviously I was afraid.
The session continued. Things that kept coming up were group, spirutality, service, healing, medicine, child. There was also spirits, dead, dying, hopelessness and a change in values. A loss of material cares. He was very intrigued by the fact that I have seen ghosts, spirits, have premonitions...that's not his thing and he's envious. I need to find out more.
All interesting.
Something bigger than me.
Something I have to find from within.
Something that could change the world.
I can not fear the gold light when it appears again. I need to be ready to embrace it.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
sewing all wekend
For like ever, I've been meaning to recover my sofa cushions.
This is what my sofa looked like on Friday. Sad.
This is what I ended up with. I'm so pleased.
I even finished the chair that I had started 3 years ago!
band of horses tee shirt
I met up with Mr X for dinner Saturday night. I knew it would be short but decided to give it a try.
He was wearing a band of Horses tee shirt, black, a size too large, with a white long sleeved tee underneath. He wasn't wearing a belt. How do I know? His teeshirts were tucked in. He's 45 and has a hair cut like Tom Cruise. That long but short style. He's not my physical type. He's not my type spiritually either.
Our date last week was postponed bacause his son ran away from home. I told him he needed to take care of his family. He doesn't need to start something with me.
He wanted to talk about art. He had given me his web site to look at. terrible, he's a horrible artist. Even the name of the site...somehing to do with Hobbits...come on!
Anyway, we had a nice dinner but I'm so not interested, it's sad.
He later calls me to go out to coffee on Sunday and then emails me to see if I want drinks on Monday. No, I don't. Life is too short for this. He drains my energy and wants something from me I can't give him...except advice that he needs to take care of his family.
And fashion advice but I can't give that either without him thinking I'm a bitch.
Moving on.
He was wearing a band of Horses tee shirt, black, a size too large, with a white long sleeved tee underneath. He wasn't wearing a belt. How do I know? His teeshirts were tucked in. He's 45 and has a hair cut like Tom Cruise. That long but short style. He's not my physical type. He's not my type spiritually either.
Our date last week was postponed bacause his son ran away from home. I told him he needed to take care of his family. He doesn't need to start something with me.
He wanted to talk about art. He had given me his web site to look at. terrible, he's a horrible artist. Even the name of the site...somehing to do with Hobbits...come on!
Anyway, we had a nice dinner but I'm so not interested, it's sad.
He later calls me to go out to coffee on Sunday and then emails me to see if I want drinks on Monday. No, I don't. Life is too short for this. He drains my energy and wants something from me I can't give him...except advice that he needs to take care of his family.
And fashion advice but I can't give that either without him thinking I'm a bitch.
Moving on.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Kermit the hairdresser
I got my hair cut today, looks great.
Well, when Kermit blew it out and straightened it with the flat iron it looked perfect.
Then, I walked home in the rain.
It's blond now
Well, when Kermit blew it out and straightened it with the flat iron it looked perfect.
Then, I walked home in the rain.
It's blond now
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Maybe I should leave the house today
Today's horoscope:
Communication with others should be extremely effective, and you will find that your social calendar is full, dear Virgo. You are feeling good about yourself, thanks to a boost in confidence that reminds you that you can do anything. You have the ability to juggle many things at once, and the physical endurance to keep up your quick-paced momentum. Even though you may be someone who tends to be rather lazy and sluggish, you just might get a sudden inspiration to join a gym or a sports team.
So far I am suposed to hang out with Bryan later and my friend Chris just called and wanted to get together. I dont know about joining a sports team...but I was thinking of joining a yoga "gym" again.
Communication with others should be extremely effective, and you will find that your social calendar is full, dear Virgo. You are feeling good about yourself, thanks to a boost in confidence that reminds you that you can do anything. You have the ability to juggle many things at once, and the physical endurance to keep up your quick-paced momentum. Even though you may be someone who tends to be rather lazy and sluggish, you just might get a sudden inspiration to join a gym or a sports team.
So far I am suposed to hang out with Bryan later and my friend Chris just called and wanted to get together. I dont know about joining a sports team...but I was thinking of joining a yoga "gym" again.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
I am not older than Obama
So Travis sent me a message and wanted to meet up on Friday.
We planed to meet at Thai Ku, then a few messages later he asked "what about tonight, LOL. Then Friday could be our second date." Why the LOL...anyway I ignored it.
Sure, I wrote call me if you want to do it. I let him go to voicemail. He mentions Kings (cheesy), Ocho (so new I'm not impressed plus when the girls and I went there not such good service), and Hazelwood...the tiniest bar ever in Ballard. He says let's meet upstairs. What the? Seriously the bar is like 8'x12'.
Fine, this should have been a sign for things to come, but I called back and said sure, drink at 8pm? ok. He leaves it with, "see you upstairs", I laughed "maybe I'll see you downstairs, if I'm on time." Seriously has he ever been to Haxelwood on a Wednesday night? It's not like it's going to be packed at 8pm.
Drinks/food:
So I as I walk in the door, he is standing at the bar (downstairs!) with a glass of red. I have the same and we go upstairs. The first thing he notices is that turntables are set up and procedes to tell be about how this past weekend he was here and some people were sitting where the turntables are (wonder where the bench went?) and about how drunk these people were and how they were playing with a breathalizer...guess you had to be there.
Topics of conversation:
Work: he tells me the tiltle of his job, and then says "Do you know what that is?" It's one of those tech sales type jobs.
Living: no dog, has lived in Manhattan the same time I did and shopped at my store, comes from Eastern WA and I know of some people he knows.
Travel: he casually mentions he's going to Austin next week, but not for work. I ask for South by Southwest? He's like "how do you know about that?" Hahahah...he lost me there. like I wouldn't know about sxsw.
Politics: oh no...how did we get here? He claims Obama is 38 (on the basis that he has young kids) This is when I decide he can pay for my glass of wine. Proceeds to talk shit about Hillary.
Time to go home.
He claims to be tired since before he met me he had a big bowl of rice and veggies and a beer at Thai ku...whatever, if he wanted to go out to dinner... this is the type of man who feels drinks are all he wants on a first date.
I email him thanking him and letting him know Obama is 46. Don't expect to hear back.
oh and when I told him I'm just been on vacaion in Kauai, he said "You don't look tan" Aaaagh!!
We planed to meet at Thai Ku, then a few messages later he asked "what about tonight, LOL. Then Friday could be our second date." Why the LOL...anyway I ignored it.
Sure, I wrote call me if you want to do it. I let him go to voicemail. He mentions Kings (cheesy), Ocho (so new I'm not impressed plus when the girls and I went there not such good service), and Hazelwood...the tiniest bar ever in Ballard. He says let's meet upstairs. What the? Seriously the bar is like 8'x12'.
Fine, this should have been a sign for things to come, but I called back and said sure, drink at 8pm? ok. He leaves it with, "see you upstairs", I laughed "maybe I'll see you downstairs, if I'm on time." Seriously has he ever been to Haxelwood on a Wednesday night? It's not like it's going to be packed at 8pm.
Drinks/food:
So I as I walk in the door, he is standing at the bar (downstairs!) with a glass of red. I have the same and we go upstairs. The first thing he notices is that turntables are set up and procedes to tell be about how this past weekend he was here and some people were sitting where the turntables are (wonder where the bench went?) and about how drunk these people were and how they were playing with a breathalizer...guess you had to be there.
Topics of conversation:
Work: he tells me the tiltle of his job, and then says "Do you know what that is?" It's one of those tech sales type jobs.
Living: no dog, has lived in Manhattan the same time I did and shopped at my store, comes from Eastern WA and I know of some people he knows.
Travel: he casually mentions he's going to Austin next week, but not for work. I ask for South by Southwest? He's like "how do you know about that?" Hahahah...he lost me there. like I wouldn't know about sxsw.
Politics: oh no...how did we get here? He claims Obama is 38 (on the basis that he has young kids) This is when I decide he can pay for my glass of wine. Proceeds to talk shit about Hillary.
Time to go home.
He claims to be tired since before he met me he had a big bowl of rice and veggies and a beer at Thai ku...whatever, if he wanted to go out to dinner... this is the type of man who feels drinks are all he wants on a first date.
I email him thanking him and letting him know Obama is 46. Don't expect to hear back.
oh and when I told him I'm just been on vacaion in Kauai, he said "You don't look tan" Aaaagh!!
Monday, March 3, 2008
Back on it
So I reopened my profile on The Stranger. Made a few changes, added a new picture, lied about my age...let's see.
I went through all my old messages and deleted them, saw how many were still on...only Keanu Reeves, the player and good 'ole Lee Vinning, who is now 38!! Yikes I'm sure he's 55. Hilarious.
I went through all my old messages and deleted them, saw how many were still on...only Keanu Reeves, the player and good 'ole Lee Vinning, who is now 38!! Yikes I'm sure he's 55. Hilarious.
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