Imbolc has to be one of those festivals in the wheel of the year that gets pretty well dismissed. Yet within my own life Imbolc always ends up being pretty important and I end up celebrating it in a fairly major way whereas often for things like Litha or maybe even Beltane I just go … Read More
I’m feeling post-modern. This is not how any proper war film should leave me feeling. I like war films. I am somewhat disappointed by Jarhead. Next, anime. I had better not be disappointed by Perfect Blue.
I can’t help it, I am one of those women Yahtzee would really rather didn’t email him, ever! I am not a gamer, I play games once a year or compulsively in the very select case of Zelda. I have no reason for liking Yahtzee, I don’t know about half these games until he reviews … Read More
Spent Pagan Soc debating the nature of initiation and what it means to you. Several people in Pagan Soc have had different experiences of initiation, we’ve got an ex-Coven guy, me with my self-initiation thing and a couple of people who were initiated into small groups. Seems like we all ended up agreeing that initiation … Read More
I appear to be feeling better. I am rather glad about that. I’ve had a good weekend. Lots of films with FFG, lots of backgammon and chess and Family Guy and I went with the Jellicle Cat to see Alien vs predator – well worth it. We cooked together as well and we haven’t done … Read More
I love pickled eggs. I hate nightmares.
I’m not like other girls. Go on, how’s that for a nicely wrapped up in self notion to start off the emo-entry for today? The weird thing is, I’m oddly terrified of admitting that. I suspect, were I to get all Freudian I could prolly blame my parents, I embarrassed them a hell of a … Read More
I have no idea how to get up from this. I feel as if I am my own punching bag. Keep on talking, keep on walking and eventually this bloody pulp will find some sort of cliff to fall over. That way lay not good thoughts. I’m going round in circles and that hole I … Read More
Saw DS Luke’s blog… and wasn’t so happy anymore. RIP Heath Ledger as of two and a half hours ago.
So, interesting chicken and the egg situation that I can’t resolve. Do I become unhappy because I feel like I can’t say things or do I feel like I can’t say things because I’m unhappy? Anyway, I’m making myself write this because not blogging isn’t good for me (nor is excessive blogging but thats not … Read More
