... a deviant path is the only way ...

I went to the Superstition Mountains for the first time yesterday, with Alien Jon and Linnea. We first tried the Lost Dutchman State Park, but ended up going to the First Water Trailhead to see if we could save on entrance fees (which we did, a whopping $1, heh). I didn't see much fauna, only a ground squirrel and a roadrunner. We collected some litter while we were there, and Linnea identified a covered firepit. I need to remember to bring some first aid things next time I go (Linnea got poked by some sort of ground cactus). I also need to wear my Catskills; all that brush in my socks and shoes was a pain in the butt. It was a cool day (maybe 60 degrees) and sunny, and I drank about a pint of water per hour.

It was interesting to try and accustom myself to the new group dynamic. Linnea strikes me as the more spiritually inclined, and Jon and I were more likely to break silences. Linnea would forge on ahead, off-trail, with a foraged saguaro rib as her walking stick, while Jon trailed behind. I was a bit more laid back about sticking together, but I can definitely see the need for some sort of "at sunset we'll meet back at the car" plan. I also don't deal with conflict well - whenever they argued I tried to ignore it, but I did try and give Jon a suggestion or two while Linnea was meditating on the landscape. And I made them both sit in the back seat *nod*. No more breaking up couples for me.

I've been invited to some sort of "goth-industrial-grunge" potluck at Linnea's cousin's co-op tonight. I'm going to bring mulled cider. And my poi, but I don't know if I'll spin. With Jon there I'll feel way outclassed, and he's extended his alienness to single staff now too.

I got my first hands-on experaince with body piercings yesterday, helping springiswrath clean his six back piercings. That was cool.

Some goddamnmotherfuckingsonofabitch stole my and Isabelle's hoopskirts. No picnic for me tomorrow, I need to spend all day sewing so they'll be done for dress rehersal on Sunday.

... so, I'm about to go through friends lists, and add pretty much anyone I know even remotely, so they can see any freinds-only type stuff. Let me know if I forget anyone?

Liebes Tagbuch...

The most awesome thing happened on Sunday: I saw Raven, the chocolatier from Minnesota, while I was decorating the front of the shop. My jaw dropped and I moved closer to verify, then just stood and stared until she looked at me, did a visible double-take, and we hugged. It was so wonderful, and such a relief to see a familiar face!

I've really been feeling disconnected of late... feeling very strongly that I've pulled myself up by the roots and that I don't really have a voice... It has me missing home, and friends, and the Knights. Part of it is due to the same-world-but-smaller thing with rennies.... I'm getting closer to the right group of people out there, but there's still a lot of negitivity and closed-mindedness that I'm flowing around/with.... My neighbors are good folk, and there's a catgirl that everyone thinks is crazy that I want to see if I can hunt down.