The season of precognition small turkeys and dog sweaters

[seal]

I'm sitting here in a lovely borrowed home with a huge masters bed, soft carpets and pleasant art having trouble to cope with all the mixture of feelings going around inside. The geek is exhausted, he's worked 10 days with no break, full time head on, and me? The only thing I have been doing is building up tension, mostly in my old left shoulder that was disjointed once upon a time.

In a month I need to have a skeleton thesis ready and sent to my professor....it feels surreal.
We, me and the geek are not at home, we house sit the geeks friend Suzy's place while she's away to Oregon with her boyfriend.
Vinnie, the Italian greyhound is a funny little creature, always wearing a sweater of some sort and looking quite gay...with his big soulful eyes, tiny pointy snout, thin ratty tail and...quite gay set of sweaters. I like him though, he has integrity spine and balls, even if he is on the verge of freezing his little ass off every time the climate is not mediterranean. You need to protect him however, because he has such balls for his size, he could easily become snack food for anything between a larger dog and a raccoon.
And then there's Rusty the bird and and the fishes in the tanks to take care of, and that's what we're getting payed for.

This holiday means nothing to me, but it's fun to observe, and I have a very small turkey in the oven and stuffing, mashed potatoes and green bean casserole to prepare. Vinnie will look less gay when he tears apart the white meat, I'm sure.

I meat an old mexican lady a few weeks ago - the kind that mixes cristian and indian beliefs into a kind of church of it's own. Our meeting was by chance, but we got talking, and she lifted her hairy chin and raised a seventy five old eyebrow at me, saying: big spirits are fighting over you, and you are cleansing yourself. God wanted us to meet and talk. (I almost asked: which god would that be? - but didn't, since I got the answer from her having to correct herself from saying "spirits" to "the holy spirit" all the time, thinking I'd mind, being a "cristian "westerner and all.)

Oh well...if she would suck an egg out of my body and it would crack and show black, at least there would be a telling' of what was walking over my grave.

Time for a no nonsense state of mind I guess, and chamomile tea at night.

Comments

[mojodragonfly.livejournal.com]

Your Mexican lady seems to practice my favorite brand of Christianity. My own Mexican Grandmother had the same folk aspects to her Catholicism.

[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

yeah, the spirits of the country are hard to kill, even by multinational imported world religions.

Anyway, I never understood why (by some people's notions) spirituality should be less valid or "serious" if it's mixed from different beliefs.

[tooticky.livejournal.com]

Your new whippet friend sounds like a real-life version of Sniff. Only smarter.

I think we all feel as though we're doing battle when we're writing something big like your thesis. Even if we're only battling fatigue and ourselves. Personally, I'm spending my time swathed in lavendar oil right now, which seems to be helping. Good luck. I hope you get to meet her again.

[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

lavender oil sounds great...
You know, he does look a lot like Sniff!! He just lacks the lesser qualities of the little creature. Vinnie is actually a quite noble little soul in a tiny wimpy body.

[kejn.livejournal.com]

you do know that you have to massage a greyhound's balls thoroughly every time it's been out in the cold, right? otherwise he will go sterile.


(just kidding) ;-)

[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

heh...I did laugh at this a couple of days ago when the little critter stood shaking in the hallway after being outdoors in the pre-snowy weather.
Alas, i think he appreciated me rubbing his legs, neck and front paws a lot more, they needed the attention much more than his tiny private parts.

You have an extremely inappropriate mind cookie! When was this developed, or have you hid it well all these years?

[kejn.livejournal.com]

maybe i hung around with the wrong kind of crowd growing up? hey, wait a minute... YOU were in that crowd! ;-)

[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

we-ell, I certanly would never dream of inhibiting your personal talents! Please, do not mind me, be natural!

*hides small dogs in drawers and holds hands over eyes of small children*

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[gerrisue.livejournal.com]

I want someone to tell me that big spirits are fighting over me!!

See what I mean about fascinating, missy????

I've been OD'ing on Chai tea lately, it's really good/w some milk and sugar, and peace and quite. Best of luck to you with your thesis, I know YOU can do it.

I think my egg would smell rotten if cracked today.

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[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

hah, there have been decades going on in my life with not a sign of any spirits, and who knows how to tell those signs anyway? (well...maybe seventy five year old mexican ladies with hairy chins..)

With the turbulence going on in your life I wouldn't be surprised if there was some spirit-wrestling going on!

Time to grab your own fate by the throat! ...and perhaps for some chamomile tea...

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[gerrisue.livejournal.com]

I see a little devil on one of my shoulders, and a little angel on the other, but the angel has always prevailed.

I'm sure for you they were both angels, and they're fighting over you gets to keep you at the end! :P

[madralaoi.livejournal.com]

Wow! I want people saying weird stuff to me! :D You have to tell me EVERYTHING about that woman...

And the dog sounds great. One can never have too much dog cuddling. :))

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