Well, we were offline for a bit, but here we are again... I suppose the blogging thing has become much less a priority as of late. Ive gone back to a good ol fashioned paper journal, and atleast there I can say whatever I want. I feel like I have to be guarded on my blogs, there are many things that I dont feel I can speak freely about. Its fine really, Im not intending to be secretive or dishonest or anything like that, but I am a Scorpio and there are parts of my life and myself that I just keep to myself. Im sure some of my true opinions on certain things would be shocking to some anyway. Anyway...

I was trying to make a final push to finish the Color Your Own Tarot deck that I began almost a year ago, and getting very excited that it was nearing completion and that I could soon use it...until....as I was putting some last touches on the Ten of Pentacles card with gel pen, I stupidly shook the pen too hard because the ink wasnt coming out properly, and spattered the whole card with green ink, ruining it. Yes, it was only one card, but I cried. After all, I had put ALOT of time and energy into the deck, and I was anxious for its completion. And what good is a reading deck without all of the cards? Im still kicking myself, and honestly, have been too bummed to finish the rest of the detailing I had planned. I guess I shouldnt be that upset, I didnt draw the designs, but alot of work went into personalizing them. So, I suppose now that I HAVE to obtain a second copy, just to make a replacement Ten of Pents....but then I have a whole other deck with one missing card...maybe just keep the extras in case I have to replace more of them. The double-deck idea is out, atleast with this one. Frustration!

In happier developments, our cat Pearl gave birth to six kittens last week, all gray fuzz balls. I hope I can find good homes for all of them, and it is so tempting to keep one. Pearl's sister Arianrhod is acting strangely towards her, hissing at her...dont know what that is about.

BTW horror Fans-dont bother with the new Halloween movie, written and directed by our friend Rob Zombie, who I once again gave the benefit of the doubt (after House of a 1000 Corpses), and was once again disappointed. Im beginning to think he only makes these movies to see his wife, who he casts in every one (this time as Michael Myer's stripper mom), run around half nekkid.

Not much else happening at the moment, Im gonna go watch some more horrible movies.
Peace,

Eala