empowerment is cool
happy new moon, mardi gras, and last day of the tibetan year, everybody. One hell of a day.
shits n giggles is finally done, after two years in the works. I already want to start a new one right now, but probably shouldn't. I think I'll wait till I at least go to kinko's and make copies of this one first.
I feel very cool and empowered right now. I just spent some good quality time with my girls, and we talked about our intentions for the rest of the year (and for me, kinda the rest of my life), what we wanted to do and have happen. Juliette and Pig gave me a spell box. We laughed a lot, and it managed not to be cheesy (an amazing feat for anything that uses naropa words like "intentions"). I love them so much. Y'all rock my little mohawked world.
Sometimes life dumps a load of shit on you, rubs it into your hair, and then sits back and giggles while you stand dripping with poo. And then sometimes it gives you a foot massage and sings pretty songs while you sip your ghiradelli's hot cocoa/naropa cafe soy-chai. Today was one of those latter days.
All I can say is...
Yum.
(A note about anyone's name used in this blog: I use nicknames/pseudonyms for the most part.)
shits n giggles is finally done, after two years in the works. I already want to start a new one right now, but probably shouldn't. I think I'll wait till I at least go to kinko's and make copies of this one first.
I feel very cool and empowered right now. I just spent some good quality time with my girls, and we talked about our intentions for the rest of the year (and for me, kinda the rest of my life), what we wanted to do and have happen. Juliette and Pig gave me a spell box. We laughed a lot, and it managed not to be cheesy (an amazing feat for anything that uses naropa words like "intentions"). I love them so much. Y'all rock my little mohawked world.
Sometimes life dumps a load of shit on you, rubs it into your hair, and then sits back and giggles while you stand dripping with poo. And then sometimes it gives you a foot massage and sings pretty songs while you sip your ghiradelli's hot cocoa/naropa cafe soy-chai. Today was one of those latter days.
All I can say is...
Yum.
(A note about anyone's name used in this blog: I use nicknames/pseudonyms for the most part.)