Freaking Myself Out

Saturday night I went to the tarot reading and psychic party. I was the only man there, which meant I was in for an evening of estrogen induced man bashing. I fit right it.

The tarot reader was unable to show as she had an emergency, but the psychic did show up. One at a time, we were sent to the basement, where she would do readings on us. I was the second to the last person, so I spent most of the evening socializing and sucking down olives (which were out for the munching).

On my turn, I was sent to the basement, where I was confronted with a woman who had hair the color of Bozo the clown. Fire engine red doesn't even quite describe what her hair looked like, but it does make a close comparison. Now I went into this being a skeptic, and very quickly was fairly convinced that she could pick up a lot. She asked that I tell her my first name, and hold her hand for one moment. She then began writing things down, and I was to write down questions I would want to ask her. When I looked up, she began telling me some things. Now keep in mind that I have not said a word besides my name.

She mentioned Bilbored's real name to me and asked that I give you this message. Special guy is thinking of you often and you should make a move in June. And yes Bill, at this point, every hair was standing straight up on my arms, as well as most of the hair on my neck.

The temperature in the room seemed to get much colder and she mentioned that yes my life has turned into somewhat of a soap opera, but that "garland" was right...just like vampires...drama has to be invited in. What none of you know is that I asked my friend Holly in an e-mail that particular question and her answer was that "Drama is like vampires...it has to be invited in."

Are you all creeped out...because I personally shit a brick at that moment. So I listened intently as she confirmed my suspicion that a particular female I see each week has been stabbing me in the back (she actually mentioned her by first and last name...only reversing them). She even mentioned particular events that she said were when she has stabbed me (one that I had originally thought was unintentional). This psychic also warned me that she reads this site a lot more that I originally thought, and uses what she reads against me.

Mary Lou, she says you are going to get to direct a show soon...and I hadn't even asked her that question or mentioned you. Is it the show you mentioned to me?...that she didn't know...just that she saw you directing again because of your success with the prior musical.

The rest of what was said to me was a bit more personal, and I won't share, but I seriously felt the need for a strong drink to get the hairs on my neck to relax again.