mythopoeics

I'll be spending tomorrow camping up in Finger Lakes National Forest, where I plan on celebrating the Autumnal Equinox. I'd invite anyone interested to come along, but I'm not certain how much fun one might have if they're not open-minded or willing to indulge in a little dancing around a fire. Nakedly.

Regardless of whether I'm alone or with others, I know I'll have an enjoyable time communing with nature.

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I love the beach~ ♥ First time in Hawaii but hopefully not the last. There is nothing better than family time, I mean real family. Which reminds me...


Thor. Oh brrrrrrrooooooother. ♥

It ended with a kiss. There, surprise out of the way. Persephone had spent the better part of the month indulging herself in what it would be like to be strut around like a male. And it was harmless, enjoyable fun. She didn't make for the most convincing of young men but did have to admit that it distracted her from disruption from Zurvan and the upcoming colder months.

So for nearly three weeks, she had spent most of her free time at her cousin's club, acquainting herself with his female employees and even sharing small stories of her youth with 'Erol' with them. One particular lady seemed fond enough of her and helped her perfect the perfect thin mustache. The goatee had been an extra touch. It was outright ridiculous but entertaining.

And then the kiss came and she had squeaked in a manner not like a gentlemen or, really, herself. Although she did not flee, she was visibly flustered and hid beneath her hat the rest of the time.

Maybe she needed a new curiosity to handle in the near future.

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No more games, Khaos? That's almost merciful but always suspicious. I won't say this out loud in case you are plotting, though. I don't want to be blamed for bad luck.

Also, that's not a good way to turn thirty-eight. Ah. I'll be getting a call soon enough from my mother, expecting an update on my so-called love life. This won't go well, knowing that no woman would be happy with me while I have so much to get off my chest. Whether it's one Iseult or another, they both need to be handled somehow. And one of them, she deserves more attention than the other.

I'll never be guilt-free but I can try my damned best.

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Although I don't think I have time for camping like the lady below (though I understand she wouldn't mind companions, if anyone is interested), it seems I will be made to drive up to New England next week with my boss. Apparently, he's craving some down time from giving people hairy eyeballs and stabbing people in the back of the knee with his cane. Nothing like viewing the early fall while working, I suppose?

Sometimes, I do miss the old days.