Trolls

Posted on March 5, 2010 by Cynthia

It’s been years since I participated in a flame war online. It’s been years since I got entangled with a troll. These days I either stumble into it and then leave but mostly I’m never on the online forums so I never run in to it. The truth is, especially when I was drinking, I might have been a troll a time or two myself. It’s one reason I recognize it. Whether I was the troll or not, I always got entangled, caught by the hook.

Today I ran into it. And I stayed to play. I’m tired of shlepping, I’m tired of cleaning, I’m tired of fending off Dad. I bit. But at least today I was not the Troll.

65 facebook comments to a question a friend posted asking about born again white light experiences that were not religiously specific.

She posted hers, I posted mine, She said wow yours was cool, I said wow so was yours xoxox, xoxox

What was really amazing was that my friend said in her experience she called Jesus and he spoke to her. She calls Brighid these days but we started talking about how the deities that you call, generally come and say hi.

Then a friend of hers popped up and told me I was crazy and a Christian and not a witch.

Really? How sir did you get Christian? The Being/Entity/Energy that I saw and heard didn’t tell me their religious affiliation and they didn’t tell me that They have a friend in Jesus.

U Crazy

uh

Wingnut

are you sure?

die

why you so angry

whore

does all this energy taste good

hag – I’m leaving (oops had that on the wrong line which messed everything up)

okay

why are you still here

I’m not leaving, I’m staying for the discussion

immature wingnut christian whore nutbag

Yuuuummmmmm.

I know that I have come so far! Awesome! I laughed. I thought it was pretty sad, then he pulled this card:

Our mutual friend told me last night that you are a wingnut.

Now, while she might have said something like Cynthia’s a little different with her theories but she loves me. I know this. She has been a tried and true friend, more than any other last year. We love each other. But a part of me wondered.

gnat

go away and die right now

3 fold return

bitch fuck off

no

cast the first stone

hey didn’t jesus say that? you must be a christian then!

FUCK OFF AND DIE BITCH

I need a shower *shields up*

So much progress, so far to go.

Mercury

Posted on March 5, 2010 by Cynthia

I’ve been spending a lot of time with Mercury. He called and, after a few Miss Oblivious episodes, I answered. We’ve been tight Mercury and me.

Several months ago I bought some Mercury dimes from eBay. I finally gave up looking for my own Dremel. Dremel must be in the storage pods and will very soon be freed to be my trusty companion once again. My friend Tink drilled holes in the dimes for me. I began the Mercury Necklace and then there was The Everything In Your Life Will Change Like A House On Fire fire.

It is a work in progress. I have many more little dangly bits to add to the wires around each dime. Lots of bling. The connecting chain and clasp haven’t been made yet either. This is a good start, however, and has the main components in place.

I don’t know about you but I like to see what my intuition says about colors and stones and the like then I cross check with other correspondence lists to see if I’m on the money. 95% of the time I am which pleases me greatly. I like to know I’m in tune with the energies.

As I was going through my bead stash a little box of Alexandrite beads said, “oooh pick me! pick me!” I bought them some long time ago, they weren’t my usual type of choice and they’ve been waiting. And then the purple and pink called me. And some blue. And I thought, huh, I have always thought of Mercury as golden. But sure enough, those are his colors and stone too. The Alexandrite picks up the colors next to it so it appears as though its color is changeable.

The dimes dangle with the Alexandrite and beads between each dangle. I used head pins with balls and with rhinestones to get the dimes to dangle. Behind each head pin’s “head” is a little disc of gold. Several years ago I bought some gold filled “spangles” or “paillettes” from Threadneedle Street in Issaquah, my all time favorite needlework thread store. I was into reproduction embroidery in a big way and had thought that I would do either an Elizabethan sweet bag or coif but I never did. So the spangles have sat waiting too. They are now on the mercury necklace. So now I have real silver and real gold to honor Mercury silver in the form of money with his image to encourage financial bounty. I hope to encourage him to bring me more silver and gold and not so much trickery and hard lessons. Or thievery.

For something completely different I used my sheets as background because, yes, I’m doing this all from my cozy bed with my trusty laptop. Still working out the finer details of the new camera too. Looking forward to crispier shots.,

Interview

Posted on March 5, 2010 by Cynthia

I have an interview next Tuesday at 2:30.

In a school where I worked for 3.5 years.

The one where I coordinated two grad programs, two training grants.

The one where I got the department award for my fabulousness three months into the job.

The award that my students nominated me for.

Many GOOD references.

In the same building as Breath of Fresh Air Leslie.

Right next the Burke Gilman trail, which is miles and miles of gorgeous walking/bike path.

On the bus line.

SMIB

Little Projects

Posted on March 5, 2010 by Cynthia

In the off times when I’m not schlepping furniture, sorting boxes, cringing at toxic chemicals, ranting over the mess that was going away, posting things for sale on Craig’s List (Thank Goddess for Craigs’ List), I’m trying to work on little projects that give me pleasure. Things that I can do from my armchair, things that don’t need too much space, things that don’t need too much thought.

I realized as I was uploading the photos from my new camera (woohoo!), a Nikon Coolpix, that all the backgrounds on my photos are either the quilt on my bed or the rug in front of it. I have no place for a light box or to stage stuff. 10′ x 10′ is just not much space to live and work in. I am so very grateful to my mother for seeing this as an opportunity to treat the basement rooms as an apartment. It’s certainly large enough for one. One could easily add a small stove, fridge, and sink and rent it out but for now, no kitchenette. I can hardly wait. It looks like I’ll be here at least 2 more years, possibly three. Since the fire made us do so much work and since my bro was coming to help and since it is completely throwing my father into all kinds of confusion, it seemed like the best time to just do it all.

Teaser photo