Not really a bug "hunt" cuz I know where they are in the yard. Currently before blogging (I'm taking a break), I'm digging a hole in this hard, rocky ground; back-breaking work. One of our better neighbors, Sarah, came over to drop off dishes, saw me digging with a pick axe, quipped, "What are you doing now, hiding bodies?" Instantly I thought of Roman persecutions of early Christians being devoured by lions and instead of saying something retarded, I ignored the dizzy twit as...

We recycle as much as anyone that lives out here in the desert; I'm not referring to people who live in apartment complexes, but to those who live out in the sticks, those who have land. About every two or three weeks, I take the my old Chevy truck full of recyclable plastics, scrap metal--I'm redoing one section of the house, and mostly trash, out to the refuse transfer station just pass Ryan Field. For five bucks, I can dump all kinds of stuff in certain bins.

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The Girlfriend came in this morning after work, took a shower and went straight to bed. I visited my daily throne, did my business, and put a load of laundry in the washer. After it was done, I went outside skyclad and hung the clothes on the clothes line. Since we live on two acres of land, its a habit for me to do laundry in my boxers or most often, wearing nothing except my glasses and shoes.

As I was finishing up the clothes, I heard my phone ring inside the house. Its quiet on...

I got my karmic retribution today! It came in the form of heat rash on my legs. I told the Girlfriend what I did, detailed it down on my little black Book of Shadows. One of the Girlfriend's best friends, Jess, calls hers, "my book of spells". I was gonna call it My Weird Book That'll Incriminate Me In The Next Life, but that was too long and "journal" seemed kinda redundant, since I have so many for just writing random thoughts. My BoS has a theme to it; details of what I'm...

The Girlfriend won't do her thing with my dilemma so I went ahead without her supervision. I'm the antithesis of her purity and all everything that's good. Me, I'm curious. Since she won't do a hexing spell, I called her friend Jessica, to help me through. I even bribed her with a Starbucks and $20 cash to let me peruse her book of spells.

I got my mark's body bits -- stuff I can use to help me focus on my ritual. A) I got the can of Coke he drank from B) I made a copy of him from...