Warring against God is only warring against his creator, Mankind.

[greygirlbeast]

The subject line above sort of squiggled out of my brainmeats just now. It's something left unexpressed in my all night conversation with readingthedark, which ended only as the sun was rising. I do hate sunrise, which is odd, because I didn't used to hate sunrise. There was a time I loved the sight, and it meant nothing more than that the sun was rising. I think it's come to mean, instead, a failure to find the nocturnal sleep of Good Christian Folk. But yes, Geoffrey visited last night. We ate calzones and talked. Mostly, we talked. About books and writing and publishing, drugs and sex and movies, cults and magick and whether or not the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn would turn me away (that's not the original Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, of course, not 1888 to 1908, but the New and Improved Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn). Towards the end, it all became a blur, but I assume he has returned safely to Framingham.

Gloomy out there. Gloomy and wet. Same as yesterday.

Yesterday.

I think the only work I actually accomplished was of the email variety. I think. Yeah, I'm pretty sure of that. My piercing appointment was at 5 p.m., and before then I went with Spooky, out into the drizzle, to the pharmacy (to get my new meds) and then the vet (to get Sméagol's meds). As for the piercing, that part went very, very well. If you're in the Providence area, and I strongly recommend RockStar Body Piercing. It's very probably the most positive experience I've ever had with piercing. My labret had closed, and had to be repierced, and both my ears were pierced again, because the lowermost holes weren't centered quite right for stretching. I've begun with six-gauge glass plugs, and within a year or so I should be up to the 5/8th of an inch plugs I'm aiming for (about the width of a nickel). It's nice having the labret back. It's my original 1995 labret, not the one I wore for a while later on, beginning on March 5, 2006. As soon as Jef was done with my lip, he asked, "How does it feel?" And I replied, "Nostalgic."

Afterwards, Spooky got some new shoes, and I tried on a pair of boots that I love, but can't possibly presently afford. Spooky says of her new shoes, "I like my new shoes. And they have hot pink on them. Which is a masculine color."

She's such a fucking butch.

The editor for whom I'm writing "Fake Plastic Trees" loves the Story Thus Far, so I have to get back to work on that immediately. I need to speak with my agent this evening, because I seem to have a plan. Which is sort of new for me.

Cold Spring is reluctantly giving way to Spring. Many of the trees are showing a spray of green, and flowers are opening. I heave a twice hourly sigh of relief.

This morning, I slept seven hours, and it was some of the best sleep I've had in weeks. Not perfect. There were the nightmares, and they were bad. But, still, better sleep.

This entry's sort of a muddle, kittens. Yesterday was actually a pretty decent day, as my days go. You'd think I could have made a better entry of it. Alas.

Freshly Perforated,
Aunt Beast

Comments

[olivia nishkian (from livejournal.com)]

I hate that every article of clothing we ever fall in love with is always outside of our financial reach. At least, it's always that way for me.

[jreynolds.livejournal.com]

I can't speak for clothing, being a cheap denim and cheaper flannel sort, but a muddled entry deserves a muddled, unconnected to anything said above comment. So here's mine...I thought you might be interested to know that Lovecraft's "Shunned House" is for sale:

http://www.thelovecraftsman.com/2011/04/home-from-hp-lovecrafts-story-shunned.html?spref=fb

Anybody got 925,000 clams to spare? There's a few acid burns in the basement, but otherwise it's a steal.

[papersteven.livejournal.com]

Please post photos of your piercings, if you have the time! I've never seen a picture of you with a labret before. I've had mine for about 11 years, but had to take it out and get it repierced. So, I know what you mean about feeling nostalgic when you get it back. When the piercer handed me a mirror after the repiercing I said something like, "Yes, this is how I'm supposed to look, this is right."

[sovay]

My labret had closed, and had to be repierced, and both my ears were pierced again, because the lowermost holes weren't centered quite right for stretching. I've begun with six-gauge glass plugs, and within a year or so I should be up to the 5/8th of an inch plugs I'm aiming for (about the width of a nickel).

Photographs?

[stotangirl.livejournal.com]

This is off-topic, but have you seen this? Apparently the house at 135 Benefit St is for sale.

http://www.thelovecraftsman.com/2011/04/home-from-hp-lovecrafts-story-shunned.html

[ulffriend.livejournal.com]

Better a muddled entry and a good day than the other way round.

Last night wasn't so great for sleep for me, so I'll be happy for you and yours - sometimes the fact that anyone, anywhere can still sleep is an odd sort of comfort. Rather like conformation that sleep really does exist and isn't something imaginary.

[ceewayne.livejournal.com]

If the New and Improved Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn had any sense they would fast track your membership. You would be a glorious asset to any Magickal Lodge. I wonder what type of dramatic rituals you would create.

[opalblack.livejournal.com]

I hate to taunt you, assuming that the price is beyond your means, but in case you hadn't heard the house on Benefit street is for sale (http://www.thelovecraftsman.com/2011/04/home-from-hp-lovecrafts-story-shunned.html).

[kurtmulgrew.livejournal.com]

My price range for clothes allows me to shop at goodwill. For some odd reason I find the most amazing books there though. For example, I found out about you by finding Threshold there. It really is weird how that one goodwill store has all these strange, lovely books you would never expect in the upstate of South Carolina. Uhmm... Anyway, your piercing sounds very intriguing. Can't wait to see it.

[eluneth.livejournal.com]

Was any conclusion reached regarding your hypothetical admission into the Hermetic Order?

[waristerrorism.livejournal.com]

I ate calzone last night too,Omgwhatdoesitmean?

I want to laugh about the hot pink/ masculine color thing. I'm kind of on the edge of laughing; it's funny, right?

[readingthedark.livejournal.com]

It was a pleasure to see you, as always. I enjoyed rambling into the wee hours immensely, despite my moments of incoherence.

I still see insane layers of the Xtian thing. It's sort of like if the majority of the country believed that their D&D characters were real. But there's also the obvious complication that none of the people who claim to believe in the "one true god" actually believe in the same god. They all have trumped-up idealized versions of their own preconceived bigotries and prejudices and they claim some magic person in the sky gives them permission to proslytize. It reminded me of a religion course I sat in on where the professor said that no one had ever written a commentary on religion, they'd written a memoir where they talked about religion a lot. If we locked humankind in a room and beat them soundly, one by one, I believe that we'd discover that there's no one idea or single God to war against, it's millions of individually created imaginary friends...