Chick Stuff.

So Chelle calls me today asking for my email adress. Wants to send me something, won't tell me what. Then she calls me later tonight to ask if I'm next to the computer. I'm not. Steph's on it doing stuff she needs to do. I ask her to email me and I'll check it out later. But no, we can't have that. She won't be awake. Still won't tell me what is sooooooo pressing that I need to see right this second.

So I ask Steph to open another browser window so I can look at what is so direly crucial. (insert a 45-minute phone conversation where we get disconnected four times and I have to repeat every other statement because my sister is being her usual airhead self)

So it turns out that this earthshatteringly important thing is a dress. A bridesmaid's dress. What do I think of it? It's pretty. Here's a picture: http://www.therosedress.com/dresses/poly/2520/FF.jpg

So I just hopped on the computer, took another look at it, then started poking around the website. This place has one store...in California. So I can't try on the dress before ordering it. Their return policy is customer pays shipping, plus 25% for restocking. Eh...sorry, but I am not willing to be responsible for the cost of returning a dress if I can't try it on ahead of time.

There was no "Hey, do you want to be in my wedding" or "I'd like to have you in the wedding". It was "You're going to be a bridesmaid." Well, I'm assuming it's bridesmaid and not maid of honor anyway she didn't really specify who was going to be maid of honor. (not that I would expect it...actually, I never would have expected Chelle to want me in her wedding at all. Color me confounded.)

Oh, and it's going to be memorial day weekend next year. So you won't be seeing me at Playa Del Fuego or Wellspring. It only took me 45 minutes to get the date out of her. It's like pulling teeth. Impacted wisdom teeth.

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Okay...so if you go around spouting completely incorrect information and I present you with a dictionary definition that shows that you're light years off the mark, DON'T get your knickers in a twist and go crying about how I'm being mean and nasty and not playing nice.

House Maintenence

Billy, whom I commonly refer to as Cullen's Henchman is here doing maintenence stuff.

After today, i may or may not have a functional shower on the third floor- working on that now, but it seems like water is dripping in between the floor and the ceiling, but not 100% sure about that til he takes off the access panel and looks around.

Soon the fire alarms will stop beeping. We have a new fuse in the fusebox- yay. A new washer, probably within a week and a new fridge, within about a month.

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So this evening is going to be the first meeting of the Hellenic study that I'm trying to organize.

Earlier this week, someone found my post on witchvox, sent it to an email list that I'm on with several hundred people...as a result, a few locals expressed interest, not sure if they're going to make it tonight or not...but out of all that, I got a response from someone- not local- who's been translating Greek as a hobby for years now, who offered to send me a copy of Loeb's Classics "Hesiod, Homeric Hymns, Epic Cycle, Homerica." which is apparently in the process of going out of print.

And then today, i got an email from a lady down in college park who used to do public greek ritual in Adelphi. She wasn't going to make it to the meeting, but I get an email from her saying that she and her husband have rearranged their evening schedule to come up.

I'm going to be leaving to wander up there pretty soon. Though the meeting doesn't start til 730.

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You know, other than specifically ADF forums, I'm seriously considering just abandoning all participation on web forums related to pagan practice. If I cite a dictionary definition of a word, suddently I'm being insulting, mean, hostile, disrespectful of others beliefs, intolerant, whatever.

Why is it that so many pagans are so hung up on stupid things like calling the three-fold law "karma" and "oh my god, you're not allowed to buy your own tarot deck" and "don's use glass dishes, they're too modern and therefore evil and wrong and...and..and..." and freaking out if someone dares NOT wear ren faire garb to ritual. WHY??????

It drives me crazy. if you challenge someone's statement of something being "historical fact", either you're mean and intolerant, or well it just doesn't matter because paganism is "anything you want it to be".

Hello people, GROW A SPINE and do a little bit of learning. Just for once, bother to know what you're talking about.

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Tonight went really well. Only 4 people besides myself showed up but we talked for over an hour and a half.

Earlier today, I was contacted by a lady named Marija who has been participating in reconstructionist religion for a long time. She emailed me a Noumenia ritual that I really like. She pieced it together from Buerkert's Greek Religion and a few other sources. We decided that we're going to try to perform this ritual...not as a Noumenia because we're not going to have it on the new moon, but as a sort of opening ritual, to honor all of the gods.


So...this should be interesting.