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I'm officially certified! :) Hahaha. Got an achievement certificate and airything...I am now qualified to...well...I won't say here...hahaha...it really IS laughable.

Despite our rain out, our instructor showed up. Tis always a pleasure when he does, for he is cool, good looking, and rides a Harley (yuppy Harley tho, vintage, mint!). He's got that mysterious quiet thing going on, too. I like him...of course we always flirt...but now, I'm thinking that he doesn't have a reason to visit us no mo (sniff, pout, whineeeeeee). So I volunteered to instruct with him. BAAAA HA HA HA. YEAH AW HAW. Hey, it was worth a shot :) HEY! EASY! I'm certified :) Don't MAKE me come out to your house and do terrible things to your um...well, nevermind. Hahaha.

Um...do they count?!

I have SO MANY 'certificates of achievement' now that I'm qualified to: run any company, including an accounting firm (and run a general ledger, by God), be a superhero, be Lancelot, be a certified electrician, editor, 'streamliner', give classes in procrastiation (no joke), and run gas services. I realize that it costs a great deal of money for specific training; but it used to MEAN something when you got a certificate of achievement. I have plenty that actually mean something (and have medals for them, as well...valor, believe it or not, being one of them). So I'm staring at my latest achievement, and wondering if I really achieved ANYthing besides making one of the top scores in my class. Hm. Another piece of fancy paper to hang on my "I Love Me" wall (no, it hasn't been erected since I moved, but will be...in the bedroom; can't let EVERYone see your achievements, because you'd look like a modern-day Forrest Gump). Hahahah. Feels good, though :) Not many have the certifiable braggin' rights to even an eighth of MINES...so there... :)


Eye see, Open your eyes
Creeping Through The Cellar Door

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June 2019


Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
Which is blank, is something that he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
Tell her I bring the horoscope myself;

One must be so careful these days.


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