Dear Spudgun:
Middle of the night, and I am wide awake.
I really thought that the wave of creativity on the weekend was going to be one hell of a ride, but that new story has already hit some brick walls.
I've had this weird sick feeling since the night before last (Monday night) not a physical sick feeling, just this ... something's up feeling. A bit of bad mojo. Trying not to let myself give in to it, cause giving in to something like that only leads to panic attacks and the like. But at the same time I can no ignore it either.
There is an emotional tiredness that I can not explain. I had a surprise visit on Sunday from someone I never thought I would see or hear from again. Someone I hadn't talked to in the last few years. They just stood there in the doorway not wanting to come in. Doesn't matter anyways.
The astrological elements happening right now, all having to do with planets shifting into signs they haven't been in in years, some decades. I wish I could tell you just what everything means and what kind of affects it will all have, but I seem to have lost my notes. That's been happening alot more lately then I want to admit. Me loosing stuff.
Finally got to see last week's Impact-TNA (Aug 11th 2011 episode) was strangely fixated on Eric Young's beard. It makes him look off. I've never cared for beards.
There are other things I wanted to mention but seem pointless now that I am typing. So I'll just say catch you on the B-side.
Love Ardeth Blood
