Reading With the Giger Deck

(Pre-post warning: If you’re seeing this post and there are no photos it is because I have STILL not found my stinking camera cord. This pisses me off. My cat, Wyatt Burp, is an asshat who likes to hide my cords. I am sorry.) If you didn’t know it, yet, you do now: I experiment…

Self Induced Tragedy or Victim of Fate?

Every day, it’s the same thing. I see it, pale blue message after message. You also see it in our work chats- the burn out hitting people pretty hard. Getting more and more negative. Blowing it out like a three day gas bubble and it smells far, far worse. It’s written many ways, but ultimately…

Oh, so very emo.

This is one of those blog posts I hate to make because I did have so many people telling me I was making a really stupid decision in allowing my ex and our friend to move in. I still don’t feel stupid about that: I feel like I did the right thing. In my guts,…

So, how did you get started as a professional astrologer?

That title is probably the nicest way I’ve ever heard is asked. Usually, the responses vary from this sort of wide-eyed “WOOOOOW” to this sneering, smirky, “Oh. Really.” I’ve got a little bad news, neither of those is particularly founded in truth. I do know why both happen, and they both happen for the same…

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So, don’t.

Well, all right, then.   Man, I have really been going through the ringer and it’s stupid. I worked, networked, and busted my shit all over the place to weasel a promotion. It started looking like that was happening- still does, in fact, in spite of me- and I just sort of brain-cheesed on myself.…

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Love, Actually

Being classy is really hard, and I’m not particularly adept at it. I actually meant to publish this blog post ah, erm…yeah, for Valentine’s Day. That’s how bad my brains have been here lately. I wish I could talk about why it is my head was a mess for a couple of weeks there. I…