Ok, Rodger and I went to the movies and dinner on Friday. This was a lot of fun. We ate at Johnny Rockets (great atmousphere and food, but a little too damn happy for me.) I also got a few books, including a children's book that used to scare the hell out of me as a kid. It has been a long running semi-joke about my religious preferences changing at Samhaine, which proved itself quite well at the bookstore. See, from Yule to Samhaine (December 22 to October 31) I usually follow a Hellenic version of Wicca. However, around Samhaine, I usually switch to Egyptian out of nowhere. As my "friend" Beth puts it, most of the aspects of Hellenized Greek gods go on vacation around then. Well, when I first got involved with Paganism, I was terrified of Anubis (Egyptian Death god [serves a similar function to Charon with a few added extras]) because of this stupid book I read as a kid involving an animated Anubis statue. Damn book gave me nightmares. Anyway, while I was in the bookstore, I found all these cool Egyptian books, none of which I had $60 on me to buy. So finally, after dinner, ROdger and I went back to the bookstore, and lo and behold, while I was in the children's section, I found the same book that scared me when I was growing up. I thanked Anubis, and bought the damn book.
Now yesterday, Erin's (Erin is my female roommate) fried Tabby dropped by. Tabby is a bit...I mean a very opinionated person, who I really don't like much. So, since she was here, I decided to go out for a while. I went to the "troll" bar up the street from me, where I drank two Miller Lites and the Long Island Iced Tea that Charlie bought for me. I don't normally do these things, but I went back to Charlie's motel with him. Now, I asked why I did this, and the answer I came up with was that Charlie looked lonely. Now, nothing happened, mainly because Charlie forgot his Viagra, but I think that I at least made him feel better about himself for once. I'm serious, the man looked like he was ready to put a gun in his mouth and pull the trigger. So, therefore, I did what I could to make him feel better. Plus, I was drunk as hell at the time. I do what I can for people in need. But, I am NOT telling Rodger about this, mainly because I don't want Rodger telling me about the people I know he entertains when I'm not around. I'm a hell of a lot more careful these days, sexually speaking, and besides, I don't want to be a bar whore.