.& 011. Self, Why Are You Awake Again?

I say to myself: Self, why are you awake again? It’s one a.m., standing with the fridge wide open, staring. Such a sight, florescent light. The stars are bright. Might make a wish, if I believed in that shit but as it is, I might watch TV cause it’s nice to see people more messed up than me. I say to myself, as I smile at the wall, just let myself fall. It’s gonna be all right, no matter what they say. It’s gonna be a good day, just wait and see. It’s gonna be alright, cause I’m alright with me. It’s gonna be, it’s gonna be, it’s gotta be.
Jewel – “Good Day”

Magick
Oddly enough, a friend of mine at work has asked that I do whatever I think I can to help her out. Her karma has been really twisted around lately. She’s in a lot of pain physically from kidney stones. She’s got a lot of emotional pain she still hasn’t worked through. She feels very Broken. And she wants me to see what I can do.

So I’ve been focusing my extra energy on her. For health and healing. I’m still searching for a crystal to have her wear, to absorb the negative energies around her rather than letting them get to her. But I haven’t found anything I liked yet. They have to feel right, if that makes any sense. I’m also going to burn some candles for her and purify her living space. She can use all the help she can get right now.

But it feels weird to be working Magick for someone else upon their request. And it’s not going against the three-fold because the only gain is inner peace and health. We aren’t trying to gain riches, seek love, etc. It just feels weird. Mostly because everyone I’ve always been surrounded with has been so against anything I would have offered that I never bother. She was raised Catholic. Yeah. Just weird.

Of course, I am more than happy to do whatever I can. She’s an amazing person and it hurts to see her going through all she’s been through for the last few months.

We’ll see how this works out.

Charlie
This cat is an absolute crack-up. I almost typed “crack-head” right there, stopped, pondered, and realized it wouldn’t have been an error, really. No, kitty doesn’t do cocaine but there is definitely something off in the feline’s brain. In a good way. Gives him a lot of personality. He fetches. He high-fives. And he spends hours just laying or sitting between the blinds and the sliding glass door or window. He’s very affectionate and already knows when Mommy is mad. And that Mommy + mad = run-and-hide-and-look-super-cute.

I’ll have more pictures to post up over the weekend.

He and Sugar are getting along very well. He bullied her at first. Then she retaliated and he realized that he wasn’t at the top of the hierarchy. He loves to get into her cage and chill at the bottom. Or take over her sleeping next/hanging box-thing. Which is fitting since she steals his toys and is a bully about his food and water dishes.

Work
It’s been a pain in the ass since summer really hit and travel season started up. Not as many people are out on the roads this year, due to the gas prices and such. But that also means that not a lot of drivers are around to run the calls we do have. So it gets frustrating. I’ve been playing the role of Service Expediter more and more frequently – which both pleases and annoys me. I want them to promote me into the official title so I can get a raise in pay. I could really use that extra $3-$4/hour!

Meh.