This Blog is Pissing Me Off...

I can't add links to other people's blogs, I can't search for other people's blogs, I can't even put up a profile picture!! This place is beginning to sucketh. I have a sneaking suspicion it might have to do with my Mac server, but that's still no excuse. I should be able to put up a stinking link without the window freezing. ARRGH!

Anyway. Had a strange dream last night. I dreamt I had helped organize this huge open-forum style gathering and the topic was hypocrisy. When I stood up and said if people wanted to open up a Bible if they wanted to find real hypocrisy, everyone got pissed off and left. I was then told by some of the people who helped organize the gathering, that I would have to hang myself in front of the forum if I wanted to make amends for my offense. It wasn't a real hanging, it was just supposed to be a symbolic gesture, but even still, I wanted no part of it (and, being the paranoid that I am, I was sure they were really going to hang me) so I skipped out at the last minute and went to Robin's house.

We were sitting at her dining room table and I was telling her about the incident when I noticed she had a big Tarot deck sitting on an end table. So I picked it up and started doing a reading for her, but as I was laying out the spread, I realized I was doing it wrong and that some of the cards weren't real Tarot cards. I did catch a glimpse of the Ace of Wands and the Ace of Cups in the process though. I scooped up the cards and started to reshuffle them so I could try the spread again when Robin walked out of the room and returned with something in her hands.

It was a large china cup with the most amazing blue pattern on the inside and outside of it, in two shades of blue. One side showed a picture of a field with rabbits and swallows and the other had abstract whorls and blue crazing, but these sides changed arbitrarily. On the tiny round handle, there was a little parchment tag that said "merry christmas." She also gave me a matching water pitcher with it that was pale blue and said she had meant to give these to me earlier.

Weird, huh? Here's something even stranger still. I've been getting these text messages for a while from an unknown number that say nothing but: 00. I've texted back, but never get a reply other than 00. Today at work, I bought a coffee in the cafe, and when my order slip printed up, Katie picked it up and said, "oh weird, look at this." Instead of my name it said, 00.
So I told her about the text messages I'd been getting and then, not even five minutes later, I get another 00 text.

Both Katie and Shaina freaked out about it and swear it's some kind of ill omen. I don't know about that, but I will keep my eyes open for more 00s.