Just five - count’em, FIVE - entries this week:

1. I think I have a shawarma addiction. The trouble is, most of the shawarma places I’ve visited to slake this delicious lust have only made the problem worse, because they are all amazeballs. Like sipping vodka and beer on a hot day, it quenches your thirst for the moment, but then it comes back ten times worse. I may have to form a support group.

2. I had a reading done today. My last reading was six months ago. One of my friends at the book store has, as they say, the “sight”. Every time I talk about things like angel cards, the Law of Attraction, and the like, I always preface this by saying that my first preference is scientific, empirical proof before I support or believe something. In the case of this particular friend, I have seen the results of past readings and found them to be true, even if I don’t understand or can’t see the mechanism. Denying those results based on my inability to pin down the process by which my friend predicts them is a little like saying that the sun didn’t shine until we understood the principles of nuclear fusion. I know it works, even if I don’t know how. I digress….

Highlights from the reading:

- I am one year away from moving out of my parents’ house. This would make my total stay at about 2.5 years. Not too shabby, considering it was preceded by nearly ten years living away as an adult.

- The remainder of 2012 will involve almost nothing but work, but I will start turning real, sustainable profits doing what I love in early 2013 (enough, evidently, to allow me to move out).

- My “soulmate” is currently on the other side of life. My Twin Flame, on the other hand…. basically, I have until 2015 until we meet, though I’ll be dating other girls before then because, well, why not? Singledom suddenly seems a lot more awesome knowing it’s going to turn out okay in the end. We’ll marry and have two kids, a son and daughter (which admittedly, is a disturbing concept for me right now, since working for a retail store with a large toy section has brought me closer to a vasectomy than any other experience in my life).

- Most of my greatest successes will be in public eye, either through acting, speaking, or (surprisingly) in advertising. According to the reading, this will be the foundation for a political career as a city official in my fifties. (Which city? Hamilton, of course. Who knew, eh?)

- There is a group of angels/spirits that does indeed watch over me. Along with my paternal grandfather, who also watches over my Dad, guiding his decisions. I’ve never mentioned old Pappy to her before, but my friend described him to a T. Considering he died when I was eleven, that was unexpected.

There’s more, but that’s all I got to say about that.

3. Shoulder still hurts from when I pulled that muscle last week. Honestly, how long does it take muscles to atrophy? I haven’t had a full workout in over a week, and haven’t worked my biceps in two because of a separate wrist injury that I’m allowing to heal. The grown-up part of me gets it, the muscle isn’t going anywhere fast, but the Fat Kid in the back of my brain who first started lifting weights when he was 15 to fight the bulge is screaming like a Munsch painting.

4. Money anxiety is starting to disappear, but largely there. I just need to be careful.

5. I have a new plan for my book. Still coagulating the details.