Broken Doll

The perils of internet “dating”:

Calling it “dating” leads to the peculiar assumption that we’re going to skip right over the “hello, we are complete and total strangers” part, and go straight for the “I can’t get you out of my head; I’ve been thinking about you for three days straight” part.

True story, that was the second message I got from this guy; when I hadn’t even logged in yet to receive his first, much less respond to it.

Creepy.

This is why I hate this shit. 

Your result for Personality Elements Assay … Listener / Counselor

-8 Earth, 3 Air, -3 Fire and 8 Water!

You have one of the seven Water personalities. Water is the solvent that blends things together and flows through pretty much everything alive. Water personalities tend to care about the connections between people and emotions and caring. If you were a doctor, you’d care about how your patient felt.

The Listener is also the Counselor, depending on whether one is introverted or extroverted (sorry, didn’t test for which). You deeply care about people and have enough creativity and sense of right and wrong to generally figure out what is good for them. You don’t like to go out and muck with your friends’ lives personally, but might put a word into someone else’s ear to make something happen. For you it is more about knowing people than doing things.

http://www.okcupid.com/iq-adventure-test?score=-1773254001

Overall, things are going well, so why do I get home from work in such a pissy mood all the time lately?

I want my super-cool computer to finally be fully set up, to work, to have software, and be fecking usable already.

I want David to commit to some sort of schedule this week.  I’ve got a ton of other crap I can do around him, but I can’t schedule it around him if I don’t know when “him” is!  I want him to return my calls.  (Okay, to be fair, he’s been a lot better about this, and it’s only this week, really, where he’s reverted, but it’s pissing me off.  All out of proportion.)

My cat whines when he wants attention.  Good lord I hate that.

I need my damn files!  I need the stuff from my old hard drive!  I need to be able to record my financial transactions on my checkbook spreadsheet already!  It’s been weeks and I have no idea where my money is going!!

aaaggggghhhhhhhh!!!

somehow i’m doubting the accuracy of this “test.” i’ll be the first to admit to a rather insatiable sexual appetite, but “i am the boss”? “the teacher”? not in this plane of reality. partners begging me not to go? i fucking wish.

yeah.  no play last night.  we had A Talk instead.  this really didn’t make me feel any better.

Finally getting this stuff organized. I am, of course, in the midst of the Elements of Magic class through Chicago Reclaiming. Also working my way through The Spiral Dance by Starhawk, which has been extremely helpful in crystalizing and codifying a lot of stuff that I’ve known instinctually for most of my life, but never had the words to explain.

So I’m attempting to finally develop and organize a Book of Shadows that I can refer back to and use as I go along in my spiritual growth and practice.

With apologies to my significant fanbase (snort), my cyber-stalkers and the voyeurs, most of these are going to be private posts. Sorry guys.