i do and get tarot readings for myself. I'm not that good at it, plus technically I shouldn't be doing it for myself. Bill comes up repeatedly, over and over. The man won't go away even when I have no contact. Let me put this simply, he fumbled me, more than once....was given ample opportunities that he did not deserve to catch up to a mature level of emotions and EACH TIME, fell back into his old patterns. Lies, deceit, a literal fantasy life that did NOT exist went on in his head with him being the main and only important character. He was mean. And when he wanted to be, he was charming and could talk me into anything. Was that his fault? No. It was mine. Because i had not learned my lesson. Men talk shit to get what they want. They do not have any guilt, or any conscious about lying to get to their goal. And they do not care about the destruction they leave behind. Most men. Maybe not all. I have yet ...
Saturday night Jen and Doug came over and early the next morning (sunday) we drove out to Caanan to pick up my entertainment center. It turned out to be HUGE and solid wood, which is great, but also very heavy. When we got it back to my place my neighbor, Kurt, had the unfortunate timing of leaving his apartment and seeing we were struggling. He and Doug got it all into my apartment. That was nice and neighborly. I don't really talk to him but we smile and wave in passing. while i was putting my stuff together to go spend the day with Marine man i put aside one of my baby spider plants to bring to Marine man. He has huge windows in his place and two very large plants. I wanted him to have one of my babies.....Bwaaaahahahahaha. Baby plants! I decided giving one to my neighbor to say thank you seemed appropriate as well since he randomly busted his gut to get my furniture in when he didn't have to. Always say thank you, and give a toke...