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So I got up at 7am.
This is after going to bed at something a little past midnight.
Yesterday was pretty damn awesome. :-)
I spent the day hanging out with Raynedaze and JuniorCrone (and Invokation, and Dominic and, later, also with Commodorified and a charming selection of other people I hadn't met before)
Morning was spent sitting in the sun, waiting for the Sassy Bead to open (only to be disappointed by their lack of 5mm sodalite balls - alas), and then hitting U of O for day-registration at Gaia Gathering (had the distressing discovery that, yes, the property taxes have come out of the account - yikes - I'm still getting used to this thing where one paycheque a month goes to Paul. Not complaining. This is as it should be. But I'm used to having that extra $350 in the account and now it's not there. Which means I get down to the wire a little faster than I expect to. Blast it. Hopefully I'll have the hang of it by the time June roles around).
Went to JuniorCrone's panel about francophone Paganism - which was pretty awesome. Lots of stuff I didn't know, but also stuff I was vaguely familiar with. Was able to keep up (more or less) without the help of Lucie's translation (phew!), but it still helped[1]. :-)
Then we went and got lunch. (Raynedaze, JuniorCrone and I went to the loblaws and got pitas, hummus, baby tomatoes, and a wodge of other tasty things, and carted it all back to the Hospitality Suite).
Our lunch actually lasted through half the afternoon - we missed the beginning of the Goddess Experiential panel by ten minutes, so we just decided to hang out, chat with people, and keep enjoying our lunch.
It was a good time. And relaxing. And it gave us a chance to see the vendor's room (top floor). Which was nice. :-)
I got a set of ten, cup-less beeswax tea lights (for $10), which I thought was quite acceptable. :-) (I feel quite proud of this, actually. Like I've completed the first step of Mission: No More Paraffin Candles, or something. It gives me that warm, "I did something right" feeling. Which is nice).
Also: Ms. Raynedaze gave me a sweet, sweet compliment about my poetry. Which was wonderful to hear and actually made my day. (Thank you, sweetie!) :-D
Seriously. It was all I could do not to get all misty-eyed and say "You mean it? You really like what I write?"
It meant a lot to me to hear that. :-)
It also meant a lot (weirdly) to hear JuniorCrone and Invokation bickering. Because it reminded me that I'm not the only one who has Tense Moments with my spouse. So thank you for that. :-)
Anyway. Uhm... The rest of the Conference was spent at the "Pagans and Our World" panel (featuring Shelley, among others).
I confess, it was kind of nifty - if a bit unfamiliar after this much time - to listen to people speaking the Official Jargon of the Academy again. :-)
The section by Bithor, on Queering Our Magic, was less about specifically 'queer' (in the glbtqetc sense) and more about sex radicalism (with some degree of gender fluidity thrown in there for good measure), but it was still pretty cool. :-)
What I got out of it: The old deities are patrons of (and incarnated in) sex and death, creation, transformation, destruction, the whole bit. When you do spell-craft, when you Revel, when you interact with these deities, or act *for* them (or whatever), when you enact transformation/formation of some kind, the roots of those actions are fucking.
In the woods, specifically. ;-)
It was good. It was something I needed to hear. :-)
Hurrah. :-)
After the conference, I went back to Raynedaze's place, where we picked up paint.
The idea was (originally) to prime and paint her new place (probably not all in one day, but you never know, and any little bit helps).
However.
There was socializing. And I had my first ever bubble tea (although it was, in fact, a bubble latte). What an interesting experience. I confess, I forewent the tapioca balls, but still.
There was not, not surprisingly, a whole lot of painting (or any, for that matter) getting done. There was, instead, noodle soup.
China Town is wonderful, that way. Cheap and plentiful food a-go-go. (And Commodorified very kindly covered the bills for me, because she is a sweetheart - Thank you. :-)
I gotta say, it's a weird feeling to be walking around with something like $30 in your purse and knowing that you can't actually *use* any of it because it's already budgeted out for other stuff. :-P I'm used to that kind of cash being left in my bank account where it's harder to get at. :-\
I will have to feed her at some point. (Not that I mind that in the slightest. ;-)
JuniorCrone - who was suffering from a bitch of a sinus headache, by the way (Ottawa is not good for her health, it is too damn damp for her here) - was kind enough to drive me home (at around 11pm). She is marvelous.
(And so is Invokation, for eating his own knees in the name of giving me leg-room. ;-)
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, that was my night and day. :-)
It was lovely. :-)
Today: We move furniture. (Oh, gods... give us strength, patience, and a lot of good luck!)
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
[1] This is me: You know that thing where, when you hear people speaking with accents that sound ESL, and you slow down your speech and raise your voice, and they get horribly insulted because you're talking to them like they're idiots? Talk to me like I'm an idiot. It will help me catch all the words and, as such, be able to understand you better.
This is after going to bed at something a little past midnight.
Yesterday was pretty damn awesome. :-)
I spent the day hanging out with Raynedaze and JuniorCrone (and Invokation, and Dominic and, later, also with Commodorified and a charming selection of other people I hadn't met before)
Morning was spent sitting in the sun, waiting for the Sassy Bead to open (only to be disappointed by their lack of 5mm sodalite balls - alas), and then hitting U of O for day-registration at Gaia Gathering (had the distressing discovery that, yes, the property taxes have come out of the account - yikes - I'm still getting used to this thing where one paycheque a month goes to Paul. Not complaining. This is as it should be. But I'm used to having that extra $350 in the account and now it's not there. Which means I get down to the wire a little faster than I expect to. Blast it. Hopefully I'll have the hang of it by the time June roles around).
Went to JuniorCrone's panel about francophone Paganism - which was pretty awesome. Lots of stuff I didn't know, but also stuff I was vaguely familiar with. Was able to keep up (more or less) without the help of Lucie's translation (phew!), but it still helped[1]. :-)
Then we went and got lunch. (Raynedaze, JuniorCrone and I went to the loblaws and got pitas, hummus, baby tomatoes, and a wodge of other tasty things, and carted it all back to the Hospitality Suite).
Our lunch actually lasted through half the afternoon - we missed the beginning of the Goddess Experiential panel by ten minutes, so we just decided to hang out, chat with people, and keep enjoying our lunch.
It was a good time. And relaxing. And it gave us a chance to see the vendor's room (top floor). Which was nice. :-)
I got a set of ten, cup-less beeswax tea lights (for $10), which I thought was quite acceptable. :-) (I feel quite proud of this, actually. Like I've completed the first step of Mission: No More Paraffin Candles, or something. It gives me that warm, "I did something right" feeling. Which is nice).
Also: Ms. Raynedaze gave me a sweet, sweet compliment about my poetry. Which was wonderful to hear and actually made my day. (Thank you, sweetie!) :-D
Seriously. It was all I could do not to get all misty-eyed and say "You mean it? You really like what I write?"
It meant a lot to me to hear that. :-)
It also meant a lot (weirdly) to hear JuniorCrone and Invokation bickering. Because it reminded me that I'm not the only one who has Tense Moments with my spouse. So thank you for that. :-)
Anyway. Uhm... The rest of the Conference was spent at the "Pagans and Our World" panel (featuring Shelley, among others).
I confess, it was kind of nifty - if a bit unfamiliar after this much time - to listen to people speaking the Official Jargon of the Academy again. :-)
The section by Bithor, on Queering Our Magic, was less about specifically 'queer' (in the glbtqetc sense) and more about sex radicalism (with some degree of gender fluidity thrown in there for good measure), but it was still pretty cool. :-)
What I got out of it: The old deities are patrons of (and incarnated in) sex and death, creation, transformation, destruction, the whole bit. When you do spell-craft, when you Revel, when you interact with these deities, or act *for* them (or whatever), when you enact transformation/formation of some kind, the roots of those actions are fucking.
In the woods, specifically. ;-)
It was good. It was something I needed to hear. :-)
Hurrah. :-)
After the conference, I went back to Raynedaze's place, where we picked up paint.
The idea was (originally) to prime and paint her new place (probably not all in one day, but you never know, and any little bit helps).
However.
There was socializing. And I had my first ever bubble tea (although it was, in fact, a bubble latte). What an interesting experience. I confess, I forewent the tapioca balls, but still.
There was not, not surprisingly, a whole lot of painting (or any, for that matter) getting done. There was, instead, noodle soup.
China Town is wonderful, that way. Cheap and plentiful food a-go-go. (And Commodorified very kindly covered the bills for me, because she is a sweetheart - Thank you. :-)
I gotta say, it's a weird feeling to be walking around with something like $30 in your purse and knowing that you can't actually *use* any of it because it's already budgeted out for other stuff. :-P I'm used to that kind of cash being left in my bank account where it's harder to get at. :-\
I will have to feed her at some point. (Not that I mind that in the slightest. ;-)
JuniorCrone - who was suffering from a bitch of a sinus headache, by the way (Ottawa is not good for her health, it is too damn damp for her here) - was kind enough to drive me home (at around 11pm). She is marvelous.
(And so is Invokation, for eating his own knees in the name of giving me leg-room. ;-)
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, that was my night and day. :-)
It was lovely. :-)
Today: We move furniture. (Oh, gods... give us strength, patience, and a lot of good luck!)
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
[1] This is me: You know that thing where, when you hear people speaking with accents that sound ESL, and you slow down your speech and raise your voice, and they get horribly insulted because you're talking to them like they're idiots? Talk to me like I'm an idiot. It will help me catch all the words and, as such, be able to understand you better.
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