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Tarot for Today—10 of Cups: Attainment of your heart’s desire. Lasting happiness. The end of sadness and loneliness.

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Dear Onyx Savant,

How are you, Master C, and your lady? I hope you are relaxing and enjoying some sportsball on the telly. Frying up some breakfast and so forth. If you put half the thought into breakfast as you did into all your taps and things, I bet it would be nom nom. I’m just saying. >.< I’m doing a little bit of this type of thing:

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https://youtu.be/r9smd7Npt3c?si=JCcF9J13egXWH9z_

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I am also fighting with the cool weather’s tendency to make Ms. B lose her mind with energy and need to OUTSIDE or ROPE or TREAT BONE all the time. She is in constant need of something. It’s not so much when the weather is warmer, and she becomes a good porch dog. But right now, in the cool air, she is feeling herself. Girl is extra. And I love her with all my might, but she needs to lay ___ ____ down. 😆 She was begging to go out side, so I changed into real clothes, and—because our house has a certain, circular path through it—I have confused her with my whereabouts. I feel like a total asshole, but I appreciate the break in which to get out these thoughts to you.

Whew.

And Mr. B is of course all full of himself as always. More so, probably. He just lies himself down on top of or in front of whatever it is I am trying to do. There is no need for buttons with him. He is very direct in his demands. Treats, pets, brushes, bring it all. Every day is spa day, according to Mr. B. And Mr. H is a male hominid, so. I am trying
I say, I am trying to have a “me-ish” day, meaning there are always the basics, but I need to do some Case-Study-#69-types of things. Hobbies and plans and whatever. Maybe some phone games if I damn well please. (I feel so guilty because I know it is a time waster and dopamine-addiction machine, but I try to keep it in the evenings now, which is amazing progress.)

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What is she even doing vocally here? This is off the hook or chain or whatever other frightening implement you have.

What is she even doing vocally here? This is off the hook or chain or whatever other frightening implement you have.

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So, if you haven’t done so already, I recommend viewing this on a desktop or tablet or something where you can get a good landscape layout. I am a bit proud of my layouts, I do admit, but I also use them to help guide you visually through the flotsam that is “all this.” Also, please note “all this” is a work in progress, and I am not sure exactly what it is, but practice. Musicians practice, no? And who knows when I will drop a gold nugget? Ha!


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https://giphy.com/embed/ncI8hqiGywu480Whv8

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So, let me kinda-ish officially welcome you to “Idlewild’s Almanack.” This is where I do my thinking about the day. This is where the magick happens.😃 I’ve got all my “assignments” in here and whatnot. Chores around the house, mostly, hobbies, health stuff
you see, it gets to be a lot, and I haven't even discussed future projects, or other people or creatures
well, it is a lot for me because I can’t do anything properly horribly. I have to do everything horribly properly. Alas. Alack. It is a work in progress, much like this —waves hands in all directions—blog?
whatever it is that you are reading now. I note the weather and all that, and then I mostly complain. I do try to make it entertaining along the way though. Play you some background music, so you have something to live for. >.<

I have been writing it to Allison, as notes for her sadistic journal that I am sure she keeps of all her patients
no, it’s just been an exercise in learning my voice, as writerly people say. Finding out what I want to say and how I want to say it, and what can I reasonably expect a reader to be interested in? I have had people tell me to write my story because it would be good for others. I just doubt that so much. My life has had interesting moments and some pretty dark ones. Not as dark as many, many others, of course. My struggle has mainly been with myself. I have had struggles brought about by others, definitely. But mostly, it was convincing myself of what I had to do. And that was grow up. And that was hard. This whole ride has honestly
.well, it has its moments, I guess, but I frequently curse whoever decided to take me from where I was and have me come here. I do not recall having complaints about the place I was living in before. That place was fine. The temperature was nice, and the ride was cozy.

Okay, enough with bringing you up to speed for now, I need to do some of my doings. I have finally gotten Ms. B where she is lying down. I want to work 
 nevermind, there she goes again. She hates when she cannot be with Mr. H. Mr. B is currently spending time with Mr. H. Whatevs.

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