The Call

Man. I don't know how your year has gone, but mine's been interesting. And sort've fun, when it wasn't stressful. As long as I managed to deal rather than worry, things have gone right. When I've given in to the worry, things went hoary and rickety.

If I was, for example, just to use Mercury's retrograde cycle I'd have to mention mixing up facts and learning a lesson about that. A few days ago my phone broke; the jack where I plug my headset into came loose. Had I not taken care of it early, I'd have just lost the one-year warranty on it. But instead I got in to the shop, they looked up my info, and simply gave me a new phone. While I was there, I found myself gazing upon headsets... And suddenly realized a nifty pair of bluetooth stereo headphones were the same price as a wired headset. And who can argue with music at better quality? So what the hell, I'm wearing them right now as I type this.

The finances got tricky between the Grand Cross and it's followup T-square. I recently discovered the problem, and now that's somewhat cleared up, too...

And for the first time this summer, I just might have the cash to start building the prototype for the Luciferian Death Stick. Which means that if things don't get tricky again - I say that and knock thrice on my desk - I may have the prototype done by October.

... After which, since I can't make something pretty, I may chat up a jeweler about making me a few metal rodes with ending in something like snakes, to hold the quartz crystal at the end of the rod.* That's a bit off, at least, as I want the base components in my hand a prototype before I start making the thing it'll end in. I bring it up, however, because I got a call from Valentine today. And while discussing the above, he mentioned knowing a jeweler.

Synchronicity express or just a let-down? We shall see. At the moment, though, I'm gonna go listen to some tunes and have a smoke.

But as an honorable mention, I loved Jhonn's last post. What I love the most is his response to the turmoil and chaos of the events he described: I laughed. That's exactly what's kept me sane this year, and from freaking the fuck out. Over the years, I've learned that freaking the fuck out is never actually a viable option. Laughing has worked much, much better.

So. While there's been stress? I happen to think this year's shaping up to be pretty damn decent. And after all, The Call is in the air and you can just feel it getting ready for a good harvest...

Chaos. Sometimes it all works out. Sometimes, you're just baffled.

*Someone mentioned how they'd love what I was trying to do if the end result ended up looking a bit more Harry Potter-ish. A bit of my soul died at that moment, as my intent was clearly lost in the discussion. I still haven't recovered that bit of my soul, so if you see it, gimme a shout, will you?