ARRRRGH!

Greetings my Occulties and Friends…

Well, I went and did it. For 3 months the ex-fella has been trying to get the new one’s name, and alcohol be damned, I let that one slip out during the Pats winning the Superbowl. Now he is working mad tricks on me and my guy…we are both super-sick, arguing about trivial stuff and then giving these pained loving looks at each other, and in a quasi-break-up…that all started as soon as I let that name out of the bag… Oh, and more fun stuff that is FAR too personal to add here… Suffice to say, illustrating this belief (or actually the knowledge that my ex is up to tricks,) to the new fella is pretty much moot, my occulties, because he sees what we do as some form of weird superstition we all have and is content to just see it as one of my eccentricities.

Thanks to everyone who is sending their prayers, love, and help my way. I appreciate it greatly. Your favorite occult-mastermind was obviously not a mastermind for NOT cutting the ties that bind to the old ex. While I appreciate that he loves me, and I had at one point wanted to be friends, I no longer want to be friends or talk to him. If any of you need me for ritual help, I am afraid I will be unfortunately occupado with fixing my life for at least the next week. This is bad, my beloved occulties, and I am not a happy camper. All is not well in the house of Cat…. don’t worry, though, I’ll be sure to hit back where it hurts (ritually, and maybe even otherwise,) and all will again be well with me very soon.

Anyhow, as always, I love you all, and I am more than happy to try to give you some advice…just please understand that my reply may be seriously delayed. It isn’t because I don’t care, it is just that I am only so capable of juggling so much s***.

Blessings,

~Cat