Anyway, I harboured my little new-agey thing for awhile. I went on a driving trip to Smith Falls with a friend’s family and bought a crystal that I hung in my window, ostensibly to catch the light and throw rainbows around, but at night, I’d take it down and wear it around my neck. I wanted a dream catcher.
Next I got into tarot. I wanted to learn how to read the cards. There were people at school who could, but I was afraid to ask about it. Then this episode of My So Called Life aired (and featured tarot heavily) and I became briefly obsessed. I got my hands on a set and ruined it by pasting certain cards into my journal – five of cups, nine of swords. I still don’t know what they mean.
My high school boyfriend eventually bought me a dream catcher. A nice one. I had it up in my room for a couple of years and even took it with me to University. I forgot it when I moved out of the dorms. I like to think it's still there. In Brockington House. Thumb tacked to the ceiling. I haven't had anything like it since.
I don’t know what I liked about all that stuff, but it seemed really important at the time.
Sorry for the lame post. I thought I’d been long enough since the last one, but I didn’t really have much to say. The girls are coming over soon for a night of The Hills and 90210 reruns, so there’s much to look forward to.
The future, in other words, is friendly.
P.S. Things that are bothering me today include, but are not limited to:
• People who are too stupid/too old and brainwashed by Windows to learn to use their new computers properly. These are the same idiots who then go on to blame mac.
• October Road. For one thing, why is there a period after the title? For another, why is Scott Rosenberg sullying the rep of Beautiful Girls? There’s no need to revisit and ruin.
• Facebook. Firstly, too addictive. Secondly, it's giving manipulative Internet users yet another outlet. People deleting people and then saying they have no idea what happened? Ew.
• Ew. Ew. Ew. (Okay, so this doesn’t deserve a bullet. So what? My blog, my rules!)