Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

On my birthday, as I was perusing Quest Books, I found a 44-card shamanic healing oracle deck.

Actually, it's more like the deck found me. Picking it up felt like a shockwave.

The moment I bust it open and started anxiously shuffling, a card falls out. Card 36, "Grounding."

This morning, I asked about whether I'll move into the tiny house and I drew card 3 "Slow but Steady."

Damn... I seem to have a better connection with oracle cards than any rider waite deck I've touched.

Looks like I'm gonna be in the market for a scooter pretty soon. Preferably electric, but I'm open to a 50cc as well.

Wahoo! I got the job! Really looking forward to delivering fruits and vegetables all over Seattle. At $16/hr with $24/hr overtime? This is by far the greatest birthday present to myself. Ever.

15 minutes away from my driver screening... I'm a little nervous, but I know I got this! When it comes to vehicles I haven't driven before I adapt pretty easily.

I wouldn't know if it's that way for everybody. But having been off of SSRIs for two years now, it's the closest natural substitute I can find.

When I receive my first paycheck, I'm gonna load up on as many bulk adaptogens as I can. Reishi, chaga, and turkey tail mushroom tea is a lifesaver that blows away anxiety and reinforces immune function in ways that are comparable if not better than prescription medication.

Yes! Yeeeeess! Moving forward in the hiring process. Tomorrow is the driving test and once I pass both that and the drug test I'm delivering produce for a living!

I was gathering some cedar leaves to make smudge bundles when it dawned on me.

Why not make a little besom?

Holy shit! I killed that interview. They'll let me know if I got the job on Wednesday, but something tells me I got this in the bag.

Never underestimate just how powerful of an ally adaptogens can be. Reishi and chaga mushrooms are a particularly potent concoction. Add a little kava to the mix and you'll feel like taking on the whole world.

I look forward to the opportunity of seeing Leave No Trace.

Honestly, that's the first time in forever that a movie trailer made me cry. It struck a chord... A deep resonance with the two main characters that sent a sensational wave coursing through me.

Of course it's made by the same studio as Captain Fantastic. Potent emotional swells is exactly what I come to expect from Bleecker Street.

Thinking back about how fucking cool it was to go inside a live/work loft made up of the whole tower of the old Rainier Brewery. Living in that unit granted access to the roof where you could actually climb up and touch the big red R.

I could picture a group of postfurries living in a 5+ bedroom tower of a delapidated old brewery. Hiding away in the industrial sector of this cyberpunk dystopian hellscape known as Seattle.

Huh... I didn't expect two nonmoving violations to appear on my record. That was from the time I was harassed by that Biff Tannen cop in Auburn. On top of the accident I had four years ago. I hope that doesn't hinder my chances of getting hired.

Alright. I passed the phone screen. Now I have an upcoming in person interview this Monday.

Oh my god! I'm excited about tomorrow! A local produce wholesaler arranged a phone screening for a van delivery position. I'm definitely gonna give it my all.

Oh my god. Koko has a new lady bug friend. xD

On the bright side, I have a friend who's willing to help with dog sitting her. At least until my mom can pick her up.

Greater incentive for me to get situated in stable housing is taking better care of Koko.

She barely touched her kibbles over the last few days and she's been constantly itching. Without a bathtub handy, managing symptoms is way more difficult.

I've been rubbing coconut oil on her belly and giving her benadryl. That seems to help. I also added wet food to her kibbles and she scarfed it all down.

So now I know she probably has irritation in her throat that makes dry food hard to eat.

Earlier today, I felt so numb to it all. But now I'm erupting like a volcano. Halfway to Issaquah I started screaming uncontrollably.