Jun 23, 2008 19:26
I'm still stuck in the Twilight Zone. Maybe there's a hellmouth underneath my apartment building?
I was just taking out the trash, minding my own business, when one of my neighbors (all of my neighbors are weird, have I mentioned that?) asked me if I was into Wicca. Well, anyone can tell by my bumper stickers that I am. I don't go out of my way to hide it, you know? So she says she's a Druid. That she has 'visitors' in her apartment (one is a cat. hmmmmm....). There used to be a house here, she says. I must have had a bad day, because my aura is green. She knows when people are going to die (this must be some new branch of Druidry of which I was previously unaware). She's never heard of Ellen Evert Hopman (local semi-famous druid). I told her that she should put salt over her doorway and windows, and try some grounding exercises. Oh, I do yoga, she says.
*smacks forehead*
Immersing myself in Star Trek now.
twilight zone,
weirdness,
neighbors