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Monday, August 21, 2006
more than a locust
Well fall is nearly here, thought it seems to have come to soon. Summer should stick around another month or so, Im not quite ready to start into fall semester. Then again, I can't remember a time when I was sready for any school to start. Never been much for school, like most kids. I never understood the ones who were excited for school to come. Harry Potter allways want school to start, but I suppose if I went to his school, I would be a little more enthoused for fall to come.
What does it mean when you find a baby rattle snake in the house?
It must have some signifigance. Most occurances can be associated with an omen, whether good or ill. A snake could go different ways I suppose. Well, I don't know what it could mean, but somehow a baby rattlesnake found ("snaked") his way inside our humble abode. The cat was snooping in a corner and suddenly a weird noise kicked up. I thought it was a locust, but that's mostly because I've never been in the vecinity of a live rattle snake. The little baby snake is dead now, steppy pappa cut his head off with a rusty shovel despite my weak protests. I know that the snake would grow and prove dangerous, but I've never been much for taking precedence over nature. If snakes and spiders are meant to bite and kill something, especially something they intend to eat or protect themselves from (which is I guess everything), then that's the way of things. That said, I think I was a Taoist in a former life. Call it a snake asking the wind by whence it is able to flow.
Tomorrow's the big night. Book club. Am I ready? Maybe, we'll see. The closer it gets the less I wish to attend. But mom's made sure to give me lots of the responsibility of 'hostess.' She gets to do the tea and biscuts while I head the conversation with thought provoking questions on symbolism and such. *sigh* It pains me for some reason to think that she want me to be in charge of the intellectual novel she chose for us all to read while she serves tea. As if she feels like I'm a deeper thinker, and she a better home maker. The later is certainly true, that I wont lie about.
Cap'n Pirate is trying to talk to me again. It's unnerving, yet I really want to jump back into that. It's nice to have someone play witness to my life, even if that someone is only doing so to get back in good graces with me so that we might date again. Hmm.
The new nickleback (sp?) CD is really good. It seems to have to grow on you, like most songs.