Namaste, Bitches

Back to work... lay-off time is looming, so that's the word on everyone's lips "How deep are they gonna lay off? When will they lay us off? How long will the lay off last? Should I take the lay-off or do ya think I could make any hours as steady extra?"
Tell ya what, peeps - I don't care! I'm not in the seniority rat race anymore, so I don't have to worry about it. I'll miss ya when you're gone, but if you think I'm gonna worry about your affairs while you're laid off, you're dead wrong. I got mine, hahahahahaha!!!
The bull riders are at the castle... alls I know is that bull riders have great asses & thighs. And I feel fully flirted with. I mean, completely saturated with flirt.
Josh says to me earlier tonight, "I thought you might call on your vacation..." My reply, "Oh, yeah, I lost your phone number. Sorry, but you never answer your e-mail, ya dork. Oh, and it's not like your fingers are broken, ya know..." He came in to tell me every one is picking on him... Debbie came in shortly thereafter & called him a ninny. I guess he was right, everyone was picking on him. I think what probably started it was Jeff giving me a back rub & talking about a Friends episode involving the "7 Erotic Spots on a Woman's Body." While Jeff was giving me the rubdown, I was like, "Yeeahhh, and you're hitting about 3 of mine right now, baby!" We were standing next to Kelly & she wanted us to move away from her... I think she was afraid she'd get splashed or something. (Josh could probably only think of 2 or 3 erotic spots on a woman, & probably said so out loud after I left...) Right now, my whole body is one big erotic spot. I'm practically oozing sexuality wherever I go.
I'm beginning to gain a grudging respect for spiders... Saw a jumping spider on Discovery named "Psyche." She was a very intelligent spider. She could solves mazes & stuff. In a way, she looked like a stuffed toy spider - sort of a shiny, furry teddy-bear brown w/really bright, dark eyes. The other night I was sitting on the toilet & a big, black hairy house spider startled me a little. It looked up at me, & I swear it did a double take & started backing away, back under the rug... Like it looked at me, said, "Oh shit, I'm in for it now... Maybe if I back away very slowly she won't notice me..." I got up off the toilet & it hunkered down. I couldn't let it live, but I was barefooted, so I couldn't step on it, either. Unfortunately for it, spiders don't swim.
I cannot wait to get my datura package! I am so darned excited about them. All my little green allies, surrounding me w/their lushness.

aka Jimsonweed, Locoweed, Jamestown Weed, Datura stramonium, Moonflowers, Mothbells, Desert Trumpet, Angel's Trumpet, Devil's Horn, Devil's Trumpet, Dwale, Baneflower...
This particular plant is responsible for about 20 deaths a year in the deserts of the southwest, mostly teenagers looking for a cheap high and meeting a painful death instead. It's a member of the Nightshade family, along w/Deadly Nightshade itself, tomatoes, potatoes, tobacco, eggplant... full of three major toxic alkaloids - hyoscyamine, scopolamine & atropine. Atropine is an antidote for opiate overdose, but there is no antidote for nightshade poisoning. Home of the big three for flying ointments... Medically useful for numerous disorders, once used by Italian women to dilate their pupils to appear more bewitching.. and o so deadly.
Sacred Datura, used by the ecstatic assassins of Kali, the Thugees of India were reputed to be such masters of the plant that they could dose their victims according to how long they wanted them to be unconscious, or how quickly they wanted to die.
My plant ally, the one who came to me so long ago, the Thornapple, the Devil's Bit, it grows on every continent except Antartica in some form, found and used by shamanic cultures all over the world. I've been waiting for my chance to actually have a place where I could grow some, nurture the plants from seed to eventual death...

10/23/03
10:45am or so
Tuesday afternoon I gathered some jimsonweed seedpods. Left tobacco offering.
Thursday morning, I broke the pods open & dumped out the seeds. One pod had a couple of live grubs in it, probably future swallowtails. I looked at them, mildly disgusted, thinking to myself, "Gee, if I ate that grub, I'd probably die." I don't know if the seeds are viable - they look very dried out. I'll probably soak them in warm water for awhile before I attempt planting them. I'm going to take a couple of plastic cups & just fill them w/yard dirt & see how the seeds do, vs. getting potting soil & seeing how those seeds do.
Just from playing w/the pods & getting stuck w/the stickers on them, my right fingertips are kind of numb & tingly.
I ate one seed - dry, slightly bitter, plant-like flavor. No numbness or tingling on the tongue, but also no pain or burning, either, so I'm probably not allergic. The seeds are maybe 2mm across, they look like flat kidney beans, dark brown w/a darker edge.
The smell makes me feel better, just having it around again. That lush, rank green smell... even though I've washed my hands numerous times and dyed my hair today, it's still lingering in my fingernails.
Funny - I've got enough seeds to maybe end the lives of 2 or 3 people... I keep thinking of telling someone this & then offering them some home-made poppyseed bread, just for the reaction...