Michelle's at a ritual tonight at her friend Clarity's house; there's going to be a healing ritual involved for Michelle and another woman who has breast cancer. She apparently mentioned this to Kelly (Creepy scuzzy wizard-type clinging weirdo she briefly screwed a little whil ago) and he responded with, "Oh, you should try to send some of that healing energy at Willow for her plane ride here in two days." Willow being his new girlfriend (hastily acquired via the internet mere hours after Michelle ended things with him for all the creepy reasons) who having never met him is moving here after he spontaneously and without warning bought her a plane ticket. Michelle's response? "Um, hello, it's a healing ritual for people with actual problems and she's just going on a fricking plane ride, it's not like she's dodging bullets in Cambodia." Plus, you shouldn't cast a spell on someone without their permission for the obvious reason of the Wiccan Rede, et cetera, et cetera. Just one more reason I love Michelle - the line "It's not like she's dodging bullets in Cambodia."
Talked to the mother today on the phone for ten minutes, she complained about young people - it's report card season, and she becomes a complete bitch when she's writing them, this is just another part of the Circle of Life - and sounded a bit down. She'll feel better when they're over and done with. It doesn't help that tomorrow is class selection for next year and she gets to fight over which little monsters she has to teach next year.
All the writing I did today was crap! Onward and upward. I'm going to go write a postcard story or two and then have a shower.