"What, so I haven't been direct enough? You're going to be tweaked out by a comment from a stranger? You really think I wouldn't tell you myself what you can and can't call me? Pah!" A lovely weekend was spent with old friends, newish friends, and new people, and despite the hilarity and feasting, a … Continue reading I Think, Therefore I Am…Neurotic

“Not everyone dies in a battle. Someone has to survive to care for the dead.” “We’ve fucked with him long enough. He’s yours, and he’s been waiting for you. Go to him.” “FINALLY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG I’VE WAITED?! ANY CLUE HOW HARD I’VE WORKED? GAAHHHHH! . . . Oh, and Hi.” … Continue reading Group Chat

So this blog is only a few weeks old, but I've already unloaded a lot here, most of it pretty heavy stuff. So, I'll open up the floor, as it were, to answer questions that may have tickled your mind when reading. There's some weird stuff here, and I'm very much aware of how crazy … Continue reading AMA

My personal life, as rich as it is with friends and loved ones, is best described as "terminally single." I used to wonder why I couldn't get a date to save my life, but it doesn't bother me. I'm not lacking companionship or love, and I'm independent to a fault. I joke that if I … Continue reading The Ring(s) to Bind Them

For someone who was utterly oblivious to Loki's claim on me, I sure have collected a lot of tattoos with him in mind over the years. As I've written before, my very first tattoo, a design I'd wanted since I was 6 years old, is what I've always called my Loki-fox. And the other foxes … Continue reading Tricky Ink

In case I haven't mentioned it enough, I'm an Army brat. What I haven't told you yet is that I myself was in the Army, albeit briefly. I was recommended for medical discharge the last week of BCT thanks to a startling number of fractured and shattered bones. It took me a long time to … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans

Though I've been a devoutly practicing heathen for 18+ years, I've never had an altar until August of this year. My collection of statues and things for the gods I honor is extensive and every room in my house has something of or for the gods. Yet it wasn't until the revelations at ECT that … Continue reading When Cats and Offerings Collide

I was three years old when we moved to West Germany. The base and town we first lived in had been an SS training camp during WW2, and our downstairs neighbor was a sweet old lady who knitted sweaters for me while she told my mom stories about her time as a secretary for the … Continue reading Heathens Against Hate

Not sure how many people are reading this or if anyone has noticed that I switch back and forth between using "Lokian" and "Lokean," but I feel the need to address it anyway. I admit I don't know if there's a particular difference in meaning in the spellings, and I haven't researched it because it's … Continue reading Lokian vs Lokean

My sweet Lokean friend tagged me in this image on Instagram tonight. This is our truth, and if nothing else, I'm not afraid of honesty. What I'm about to share is a brutal truth, and it's something I've been strongly affected by these last few weeks. It's part of why I decided to start this … Continue reading The Big Awful Thing