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Due to band takeover of my living room, my bedroom is crammed with stuff - need more wallspace! So I need to borrow a drill to take down the MDF easel that Doug put up in my pad in December 2004. Who has a power drill? Harry!! My ex-bf from 2004. Hmm. He's a nice guy - he says yes, I'll loan you mine, and I found something else of yours. I guess crystal he says of course. So this afternoon as promised he drops the drill off, and then deposits into my hot little hands a citrine crystal. But not just any citrine crystal - it's the one I thought I lost at Toast (BM regional). I first saw this crystal in 2003, and though it was love at first sight, I talked myself out of buying it. Once I got home, I got so subconsciously upset I had to sit down and tune in and promptly heard the crystal screaming for me back at the shop - so I fought through rush hour for an hour to go buy it. I love this crystal. So I thought I lost it - I mean I DID lose it - but knew that I didn't, but it never turned up. So I went and bought another bigger one to replace it (because citrine is orange and beautiful and very very happy) and that one went with me to BM. It got left there and was in the care of JayCloud for about a year - who took it to BM 2005, and then returned it to me by mail. But now, NOW I have the original citrine back too!! It's soo happy and bouncy and undamaged and I can't wait to show it to all its new friends at home! It's like the Prodigal crystal haha!! I may lay down some salt on my dresser and let all the crystals have a party.
But the funny funny part is that I just went looking for any mention of this crystal in my old lj. Ouch. Every time I read that I realize how completely messed in the head I was back then. If then-me ran into now-me, then-me would probably be so upset at all the aboutface that she'd want to die, and now-me would probably smack her upside the head and tell her to stop being so obnoxious and dramatic. Like seriously. Growing up isn't so bad if one stops being so foolish in the process.
And I've been thinking and praying about it, and come to the same conclusion I always come to: me and crystals are fine. They're God's creation too, and I very much enjoy them, and God has put me on this earth in part to be a bubble of joy for everyone else, and crystals make me feel all happy and bubbly. I mean, SOMEone's got to reclaim crystals from their bad newage rep right?
Anyway. I have my crystal again.
I takeah picture tonitey showey you tomorrow!! Whee!
But the funny funny part is that I just went looking for any mention of this crystal in my old lj. Ouch. Every time I read that I realize how completely messed in the head I was back then. If then-me ran into now-me, then-me would probably be so upset at all the aboutface that she'd want to die, and now-me would probably smack her upside the head and tell her to stop being so obnoxious and dramatic. Like seriously. Growing up isn't so bad if one stops being so foolish in the process.
And I've been thinking and praying about it, and come to the same conclusion I always come to: me and crystals are fine. They're God's creation too, and I very much enjoy them, and God has put me on this earth in part to be a bubble of joy for everyone else, and crystals make me feel all happy and bubbly. I mean, SOMEone's got to reclaim crystals from their bad newage rep right?
Anyway. I have my crystal again.
I takeah picture tonitey showey you tomorrow!! Whee!