Born Again
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So some of what I was stressing about is taken care of, some will have to wait... and damn it, a friend that I really really really wanna talk to (just trust me on this, I need her advice pretty specifically for some excellent reasons that I don't feel comfortable sharing on here) is sick as a dog.

So maybe Thursday/Friday. And Wednesday I'm gonna try to go visit Rob. *blinks* And on Monday it's off to the Coast for me. And maybe Saturday hang out with Scott or something? Geh.

Cal had said he was going to call after Buffy... I ended up going to bed at 4:00 pm, and slept until about 5:50 am. Either he decided not to call, or no one woke me... bah. Either way, I miss him.

I'm being VERY tempted to call Kadin and wake him up, but I don't know for sure when he works today... damn it, must remind that boy to start posting his schedule when he gets it. Must also mention how cute he looks all wrapped up in blankets, sound asleep... *purrs softly, watching a webcam*

Torian's getting the Mark tattooed in place sometime in the next week.

And yes, I am damn near blown away with the pleasure and excitement and CONTENTMENT that knowledge gives me.

Oh, I wish I were an Oscar Meyer weiner... err... no, not really, but I'm still only half-awake. I've talked a little bit with Spike-boy and a bit more with Vicki... it looks like the two of them are not the same item any more (although I know perfectly well that *soft smile* considering how often the two of 'em end up glowing when the other is around, they had damned well BETTER stay friends). Gonna drag Grr out sometime soon, get her mates to watch the kidlets, she and I will go have a drink, and some coffee, and snuggles, and reacquaint ourselves. *GRINPOING* Much happiness.

I have no normal relationships with women. Angel, Aleah, Deb, Juliet, Grr, Boots... ok, my relationship with Candice is pretty normal, and my relationship with Boots IS normal, I just don't WANT it to be... gods, have I mentioned how cute my sister is? *sheepish*

Anyway. I still have Joyride on loan from Scott and wanna watch it, I still haven't seen today's Buffy episode and it's on tape so I CAN watch it... I think I'm gonna cook myself brekkers, grab some soda, and go veg in front of the tube for a while.

Oh, and YES... the cleansing was surprisingly satisfying. Got told that I look like I'm glowing. Got told that I look suddenly more happy.

And I feel... better.

Incidentally, a couple things that I did that I'm both amused by and semi-proud-of: one part of the whole cleansing thing included a nifty home-brewed tea... catnip, chammomile, etc... and a little bit of wormwood. Not enough to go tripping on, NO... but enough to seriously clean out my system. Wormwood is toxic, and VERY effective at killing bugs, which includes intestinal parasites. They've suspected for a while I might have some mild form thereof which is part of why I have such a hellish time digesting anything, and a little bit of wormwood takes care of it for a while. I really do notice a change when I have some.

Ok, for someone who is avoiding online-ness, this entry is getting pretty long. Tell ya what, sometime in the next few days I'll write one that's entirely eros - I've got a couple things going through my mind regarding that which I'd like to commit to digitalized paper before they fade out.

I really am pleased right now with how life is going, worries and feminine confusions and overdramatic moments included. It feels good to be me, this morning.

I feel like I've slept for a hundred years, and woke up an entirely new person.

...I've slept so long without you...

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