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Definitely kind of a mixed-feelings sort of day. Last night 
rowanrayvn and the Poohzle went back home to California. It's amazing how someone you barely knew can become so important to you so quickly. I'm trying to be cheerful, but it sucked not to be greeted with a Pooh hug this morning :( Of course, this does mean that I no longer have a good excuse for avoiding the work that's piled up over the last week...
Had practice last night. scorpionrose, you were missed. At some point in time the boys realized they'd have to get their own water. It was pretty funny. Wrap-up of practice and a run-in with the voices in my head is in
cassyndrome
Tonight's class is on planting a magickal garden. My students are obviously masochists--they liked growing the sage from Ostara so much that they actually asked to be given more lovely, living things to take care of ;) I'm going to hit the Dutch Plant Farm today and see what they have. I'd like to give them seedlings rather than seeds since by and large, by this point in the year, that's what they'll work with if they choose to start a garden. Hopefully they'll have some trays of blue lobelia. That's a fantastic flower for protection of the home. It's also very pretty. I'm sure they'll have something I can work with, regardless. May pick up some large pots for the house, too. Our zucchini plants are already outgrowing their space...
We have a show this Saturday at Esoterica. Come see us! 8-10 pm, it's free, opening act is Lauren Kendall.
And now something for my lady-ljers and clothes-horse gents to think about. The 'look' I'm attempting to develop for my stage appearance is modern day valkyrie. For those unaware of the motivations of Cassandra Syndrome, we do primarily socio-political statement. You will not hear love songs or fairy tales if you come see us. I'm attempting to knock my peer group up out of its apathy and get their attention focused on more than who won on American Idol last night. We are the ones who will be cleaning up the disaster that our international relations, deficit, environment and social structure have been reduced to and we need to realize it and do whatever we can to keep this nightmare from getting any worse. The baby boomers are all retiring. It's our job now, kids. Whoops, soapbox, sorry. Anyway, the look is meant to be aggressive, combative, if you will. And I'm looking for input. I know some of you actually give thought to such things, so please feel free to give me feedback.
Also, I just realized that we are edging nearer to June, so here is your formal invitation. Every year on my birthday, instead of presents, what I want is for us all to go ride roller coasters until we barf. Spending a day with you, my wonderful friends, is more important to me than getting 'stuff.' My birthday is June 14th. That's a Wednesday this year. Please catch a case of anal glaucoma (can't see your butt coming in to work that day) and get a ticket to Kings Dominion. We can arrange van-pool type stuff as the date draws closer.
rowanrayvn and the Poohzle went back home to California. It's amazing how someone you barely knew can become so important to you so quickly. I'm trying to be cheerful, but it sucked not to be greeted with a Pooh hug this morning :( Of course, this does mean that I no longer have a good excuse for avoiding the work that's piled up over the last week...
Had practice last night. scorpionrose, you were missed. At some point in time the boys realized they'd have to get their own water. It was pretty funny. Wrap-up of practice and a run-in with the voices in my head is in
cassyndrome
Tonight's class is on planting a magickal garden. My students are obviously masochists--they liked growing the sage from Ostara so much that they actually asked to be given more lovely, living things to take care of ;) I'm going to hit the Dutch Plant Farm today and see what they have. I'd like to give them seedlings rather than seeds since by and large, by this point in the year, that's what they'll work with if they choose to start a garden. Hopefully they'll have some trays of blue lobelia. That's a fantastic flower for protection of the home. It's also very pretty. I'm sure they'll have something I can work with, regardless. May pick up some large pots for the house, too. Our zucchini plants are already outgrowing their space...
We have a show this Saturday at Esoterica. Come see us! 8-10 pm, it's free, opening act is Lauren Kendall.
And now something for my lady-ljers and clothes-horse gents to think about. The 'look' I'm attempting to develop for my stage appearance is modern day valkyrie. For those unaware of the motivations of Cassandra Syndrome, we do primarily socio-political statement. You will not hear love songs or fairy tales if you come see us. I'm attempting to knock my peer group up out of its apathy and get their attention focused on more than who won on American Idol last night. We are the ones who will be cleaning up the disaster that our international relations, deficit, environment and social structure have been reduced to and we need to realize it and do whatever we can to keep this nightmare from getting any worse. The baby boomers are all retiring. It's our job now, kids. Whoops, soapbox, sorry. Anyway, the look is meant to be aggressive, combative, if you will. And I'm looking for input. I know some of you actually give thought to such things, so please feel free to give me feedback.
Also, I just realized that we are edging nearer to June, so here is your formal invitation. Every year on my birthday, instead of presents, what I want is for us all to go ride roller coasters until we barf. Spending a day with you, my wonderful friends, is more important to me than getting 'stuff.' My birthday is June 14th. That's a Wednesday this year. Please catch a case of anal glaucoma (can't see your butt coming in to work that day) and get a ticket to Kings Dominion. We can arrange van-pool type stuff as the date draws closer.