Listening to: The songs for my vocal final ~ Over the Rainbow and Vergin, Tutto Amor. That last one is a tough one ~ it's right in that range that's tough for me to get. I will though...

Still reading:   The Man Who Fell in Love with the Moon ~ Tom Spanbauer and Coldheart Canyon ~ Clive Barker.

Latest Acquisitions:

• The Starseed Transmissions ~ Ken Carey ($0.25)
• Beyond Good and Evil ~ Frederich Neitzche (eee ~ I know I misspelled that...anyway, $.49)
• Witchcraft, Theory and Practice ~ Ly de Angeles (full price)

Website of the day:Coven of the Silver Light I found some neat downloads here, including a neat program that simulates windchimes on your computer. I've got mine set up as silver chimes ~ they sounds quite like those huge tubular chimes that remind me of church bells. I've been running it constantly since I downloaded it.

One last rant on the current situation (actually written earlier, but didn't want to discard it since it was my honest feeling):

You know, all this was brought on by a simple question. All I asked was, "How are you feeling?" A simple enough question and one that we've each asked the other quite a bit at one point or another. Only this time, I got an earful of a long diatribe about how he hears this question every day and people who are not mental health professionals should not ask that question. "But I'm not talking about you!"

It all just kind of snowballed from there. The whole damn thing is really ridiculous. O.k., enough. I'm bored with it.

Now on the current groove...

Today has been interesting. I had a test in algebra ~ it was entirely too easy and I was finished in thirty minutes. This after the practice test yesterday where I couldn't think of the first thing to do with simplifying, factoring, multiplying and dividing anything, especially radicals. Hopefully I passed the damn thing.

It was fun riding down to the Parthenon to the exhibit. There were nine of us in the van and for the first time in a long time, Matt went with us. He, Melissa and I had a long conversation about Buffy the Vampire Slayer (we had to catch Melissa up on what's been happening...over the last several seasons...), Saturday Night Live and Mad TV. It was so much fun to just blab about stuff like this and imitate our favorite characters from SNL or Mad TV. Matt was constantly doing his version of Stuart from Mad TV and there was one girl who sat in the very back who's voice is a dead ringer for Ms. Swann. It was so funny!

We had to wonder what was going on once we got to Nashville though, because we got near the entrance to Centennial Park and we zoomed right past the entrance to Centennial Park. We were all the way down to...what is that street? McMurray ~ where the entrance ramp to I-40 is? Anyway, we were quite a ways away when Ms. Hampton suddenly realized were we were. Of course, she jokingly blamed Paula for distracting her by making her talk so much and missing the thing.

Alright. I'll admit it. I have to reassess my feelings about Warhol now. None of the works I saw today were anything like the one I saw back in the Spring at the Frist. That painting had all kinds of fun stuff going on but these were the same things that everyone knows: prints of soup cans, cows and Marilyn Monroe. All flat, silkscreened pieces. It kind of left me cold, despite the bright colors. It was interesting to read some of the background and reasoning behind some of the pieces, though. I especially wanted out of that gallery when what seemed like millions of sqawking school kids came in. My god, what noise! It reminded me of a huge flock of grackles (or whatever those black birds are that congregate in huge flocks sometimes and just make all kinds of noise.)

Athena, however, was Her usual spectacular self. I wasn't running around, trying to get all kinds of photos today so I could actually pay attention to Her. Of course, several of us got a little irreverent while we were there. I couldn't help it when I stood right in front of Her and looked up. I said, "My god, you can look right up Her nose." (I'm sorry, Athena. Please don't turn Your wrath on me for my impertience.)

Paula was thoroughly unimpressed with the whole thing though. She said that she thought that 'the place would be bigger since it looks so big on the outside...' Oh well, I suppose it's not everyone's cup of tea.

While we were waiting for everyone to finish looking at the Parthenon, several of us went up on the steps in front of the huge doors that open up onto Athena. Matt and I got into a umbrella (excuse me, I mean light sabre) fight. I'm not sure exactly who won.

Speaking of tea...

We went to Fido's in Hillsboro Village before we went to the Zeitgeist gallery. My god. Lunch was incredible ~ a grilled portbello mushroom (yes, just one ~ those things are huge!) and a slice of eggplant with all kinds of greens and a big ol' blob of goat cheese (doesn't that sound yummy ~ A blob) on toasted wheat bread and a side salad with freshly made bleu cheese dressing. I want to go back and have some more! I also went a bit insane with the tea. I thought that some of the folks at the table would like to share a presser of tea so I bought one. Turns out, everyone else drank coffee. So I got a pot of Chinese Breakfast tea to myself. I can tell that I'm acclimated to caffiene now: I was going into withdrawal anyway and drank nearly the whole pot. We were in Pangaea when the caffiene really hit the system. I didn't get the shakes or anything but I sure felt as if I were flyin'...I just felt a whole lot lighter all of a sudden. That was some good tea ~ I'm going to have to find more of it.

I must be returning to my Witchy self again. While we were in Pangaea, I found two rings in a sale basket: a plain silver one with a round blue moonstone carbarchon and another silver one with a faceted amethyst with stylized ivy leaves to either side of it. The amethyst was fifteen dollars and the other was eight...so that means that I was wearing peridot around my neck on the septagram and blue mooonstone, white moonstone and amethyst on my hands. Heheheheh ~ we pagans sure do like our pretty rocks.

All in all, it was a great day. It always is when Matt's around. It was especially fun when he and Melissa started a name calling contest. I think she won: she came up with a particularly imaginative one using a four letter word for a certain part of the female anatomy combined with the word 'bubble.' Of course, Matt ran with it: "Who would use a word like that in everyday conversation? Can you see it? 'Oh the paper's jammed ~ ____bubble!' or 'Oh, I broke the point off my pencil ~ ____bubble!'" I was glad that I was sitting down. That boy is insane. I wish TJ could have gone with us ~ I would have liked to have seen those two together. We may not have made it off the van due to death by laughter but it would have been interesting nonetheless.

Hmmm...I'm getting hungry again. Those portobello mushrooms are like chinese food ~ great when you eat them but you're hungry again not long after (well, o.k. ~ it has been seven hours or so since I ate.) I'm going to find something to eat and watch one of my favorite movies ~ The Matrix. I finally broke down and bought the dvd today. Heh!