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I am closing this journal and moving here ~ daisypotions
I ONLY want you to add me, if you are certain that we are going to keep in touch on LJ  - i know i'm not around THAT much these days - but thats why i want to keep my friends to a minimum, so that when i do come on, i have time to catch up on all your journals.  I am bored of scanning through journals of people who i have no clue who they are.  So i would like you to either be a longterm/special LJ friend or a regular poster Viper Room who i know well.   And please only add if you update regularly.  I realised today that i have SO many people on my FL that never update anymore.   Thats why i thought it would be easier to start a new journal, rather than going through all my friends and seeing who is who.

PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT ON MY NEW JOURNAL TELLING ME YOUR REAL NAME AND YOUR VR NAME IF YOU POST THERE.

Also, daisypotions is the name of my new business, so i will probably be writing more about natural skincare, complementary therapies & my new spiritual path.  That may not be appealing to some of you on my friends list.    Im sure i will still have some updates about my boys and music though, so dont fret too much!

Dear Journal (and friends),

Im sorry for neglecting you lately.  My life is hectic with coursework, clients and study.  Any freetime I have is spent on trying to heal myself.  I came to the conclusion that my body is sore and ill for a reason, I need to learn how to cure myself before i start working on other people.   I had a reflexology treatment on Sunday and my feet had no pain for 3 days.  The anger and frustration of my office job brings the pains back.  

Last night it was a full moon so I created my circle and used certain herbs and candles to help healing.  I meditated on a white candle and went into quite  a deep meditation and focused on white light going through my body and healing me.  It was quite amazing.  I suddenly felt this really strong burning sensation through my hands, and when i cupped my hands over my feet the heat was overpowering.  I held them like that for about 5 mins and my pain went away!!  Its back today of course, but I will continue to do this work when i have freetime and see how it helps.

The second spell i did was for psychic awareness.  So i burned a purple candle and tried to work with my 3rd eye.  
I couldn't see it this time, but i think its because i was sitting cross legged on the wooden floor in my circle, so wasn't completely relaxed.  I have seen it before when im meditating in bed.

The unusual thing was when i went to sleep i had 2 dreams about cats.  One about finding a black cat in an alleyway and bringing it home, putting it in a cardboard box with a blanket and feeding it.  The other i found a newborn kitten, almost fetus-like and i brought it home and a girl i know showed me how to feed it with a bottle.  When i looked up cat dreams today it said:  

"To see a black cat in your dream, indicates that you are experiencing some fear in using your psychic abilities and believing in your  intuition. "

Spooky.

I really want to update my spiritual work in this journal, so i will try harder.  But my coursework must come first.  My exams are just 3 months away!!

http://www.peta2.com/outthere/o-se…
Obviously i voted for Jared.  For the ladies i went with Alicia Silverstone, just keepin in 90s.

This weekend I learned another new skill....

EFT - EMOTIONAL FREEDON TECHNIQUE.

EFT is based on a new discovery regarding the body's subtle energies. Simply stated, it is an emotional version of acupuncture, except needles aren't necessary. Instead, you stimulate well established energy meridian points on your body by tapping on them with your fingertips. The process is easy to memorize and is portable so you can do it anywhere. It launches off the EFT Discovery Statement which says...

"The cause of all negative emotions is a disruption in the body's energy system."

And because our physical pains and diseases often appear to be connected with our emotions the following statement has also shown merit...

i cannot vouch for its effectiveness just yet, but I shall be doing it every morning to see if it helps with my arthritis.   Update on arthritis - the pains went away COMPLETELY when i was off work last week, then came back with a vengence on Thursday.  My knuckles are even swollen now...finding it very painful to type :(   So my internet life may come to a standstill.



"Our unresolved negative emotions are major contributors to most physical pains and diseases."

I LOVE EVAN AGAIN.  He showed this time.

The Village is a really cool venue in Dublin.  First time I’ve been in it.  Really intimate so of course we made sure we were right in front of Evan’s mikestand.  There wasn’t even a barrier so it was hard to control myself from jumping on him!

 To our complete delight EUGENE KELLY OF THE VASELINES was special guest support!  I didn’t recognise him at first.  His hair is cut really short and he’s going grey.  But I told him he was looking well and he said I’d obviously forgot to put my contacts in.  Poor guy.  He played “Jesus Don’t want me for Sunbeam” and at the end we asked him to play Molly’s Lips, but he said “I don’t remember how to”. Lol.  Unfortunately he seemed to disappear after the gig so we didn’t to talk to him this time.

 Then my love, my dreamboat, Mr Dando appeared.  The stage was just dimly lit, just his acoustic guitar and him.  Bliss.  As we were right in front of him, and tipsy on wine and champagne we were in fine heckling form!  So as soon as he came on I said “Hey Evan you made it, I was waiting for you in Belfast last night”.  And he bent right down to us and said “sorry I was delayed in customs” in his deep, stoned voice.  Aww.  He started to play the entire “Shame About Ray” album so of course me and Penny were singing every word, especially loudly on the Juliana Hatfield parts!  He didn’t chat too much between these songs, went straight from one song to the next, but I still managed to get in a few “We missed you Evan” and “We love you Evan”.  To which he always smirked, that pretty little smile.  *FAINTS*.  He kept his hair in his eyes though which was annoying, but he had little trickles of sweat all over his face which I kept wanting to reach up and lick.  YUM.   He told a little story about “Frank Mills” and how he was inspired to do the song when he came to Ireland as exchange student!  Lol!  Imagine sending your son off to Boston for the summer, and in return you get a 16 year old Evan Dando!   Anyway the music was just BRILLIANT.  After “Ray” he did a mixture of all his “hits” (at least to us diehard fans).  Towards the end he picked up his bottle of beer and ran backstage, only to return with his wife (formerly known as the manbitch from hell)  She sat behind him on stage like a total Yoko and he sang some covers and newer songs which we didn’t really know.  I started to get really angry that she was just sitting there, looking at us, and it was really ruining the last few songs for me!  Penny and I were quite fuming…. But then about an hour later that would all change…..

 So in total Penny Lane & supergroupie Lynn style we waited at the backstage door for our beautiful strawberry blonde love.  We were the only people waiting!  Poor Evan just doesn’t have the dedicated fans he once had!   So just as we were starting to get a bored and cold waiting, the back door opens and out comes Evan carrying his guitar case, and his wifey carrying the micstand and some bottles of water (yes that was his tour entourage – wife and 1 roadie and him, bless).   So we asked him again about Belfast and he said he was stuck in customs, but Elizabeth said immigration so I looked at them with a bit of a “im not sure I believe you look”.  So then Evan started explaining (when I say explaining, Evan is permantly stoned and its quite hard for him to form actual words!)  so he mumbled something about work visas and he was worried for a minute that he would never be allowed to work in this country again!  (obviously he has a drug conviction or something in there). 

 Anyway…we asked if he would mind if we took a picture with him and he said “sure” and then his wife offered to take it for us!  Awww.. suddenly my hateful words of manbitch rang through my head and I felt bad because she was SO SWEET, and much more beautiful (and unlike a man) in person.   So I said “so you’re Mrs Dando Then” and she smiled and said “I’m Elizabeth” and put out her hand to shake mine.  She was lovely and even took an extra pic in case the first one was rubbish – which it was which is why I’m only posting one!    So we walked with them around the block to their car (at which point you must understand I am quite drunk and talking crap. As usual.)   So im talking to Evan about the time I met him 10 years in a little bar in Belfast, and he remembers the bar, but probably not me!  I love how he talks.  I love that he’s just Dylan the stoned rabbit from Magic Roundabout!  So then my drunkenness, and my guilt at calling Elizabeth names behind her back take over and I tell Evan how beautiful she is.  He nods and smiles and says he knows.  He is so obviously smitten with her – the childhood pics he has of her on his guitar is further proof of that.  So I start talking like I’m a proud mamma of his and say how happy I am that he’s settled with someone he loves and that they look so happy together,  I tell them how much I think they look alike and Elizabeth says she gets told that a lot.  I tell them that means they’re a perfect match and they both look at eachother and smile.  Its all so sickly sweet.  I think she’s impressed that I know a little bit about her when I say “you don’t talk like a Geordie” (cuz she’s from Newcastle Upon Tyne) and she laughs and says she can go back into it when she wants and puts on a Geordie accent.  Evan is smiling smittenly away, and Penny is getting more embarrassed by me by the minute! Lol.  It gets worse though…. Well I was polite and asked Elizabeth if I could kiss her husband goodbye and she said I could.  So Evan puts his cheek out to me, but I twist my head and get him smack on the lips!  LOL.  At this point Penny tells me she is looking at Elizabeth and rolling her eyes, and luckily Elizabeth does not smack me in the face.  But she’s too sweet.  I like her.  A lot.

 

 

On Thursday when I’m on the bus to Dublin Im still feeling miserable about Evan’s no show in Belfast the night before and to make matters worse it is pissing with rain.  It was sunny when I left Belfast so I am dressed in red open toe wedges and have no umbrella with me.  I get stuck in THE WORST traffic outside Dublin airport and am well over an hour late meeting Penny.  I feel awful when I see her standing outside Trinity in the pouring rain under her umbrella.  But its all good.  When we meet, I feel like I’ve known her forever.  So we make our way to our hotel on St. Stephen’s Green.  The hotel has potential from the front – an old Georgian type building but when we get to our room it has the most FOUL smell.  It’s a smoking room, but its more than stale smoke, its like mould and fungus and just Ugh.  The duvets have strange yellow stains, so I immediately pull mine off and go to wash my hands for the first of a hundred times – not a good room for an OCD sufferer to stay in.  The bathroom is surprisingly lovely though.  So clean, I actually want to sleep there instead of the bed.  But the hotel couldn’t have been better location wise.  It was just across the road from Whelans and The Village where Evan was playing.  So we went into the downstairs bar of the village and decided to get something to eat and drink.  Penny just realised that she was wearing her Lemonheads tshirt and I was wearing my supergroupie Pamela Des Barres tshirt and for the first time ever we hoped that Evan would NOT walk into the bar at that moment!  Haha! After food we went back to our smelly hotel and drank a bottle of champagne that Penny had brought!  We got giggly and tried to take photos of ourselves, which mostly came out hideous!  I have decided I am definitely getting my fringe cut again, and I’m getting a lot cut off my hair because I can just do nothing to make it look good right now.  Ugh. 

 Then we went back to The Village and I sweet-talked the barman into giving us HUGE glasses of white wine.  He was a cutie.  He told us to knock them back as quick as possible so his manager didn’t see how much he’d poured us – it was at least a half of bottle of wine in each glass!  So needless to say we quite hammered by the time we got to the gig…which I shall write about in a minute….

 I didn’t sleep much at all that night – I really can’t sleep in strange beds anymore.  So I felt like shit in the morning, and the smell of the room was making me ill. So I got up about 8am and had a shower and went and had breakfast downstairs – Penny stayed in bed.  We laughed at what an old woman I was by getting up so early!  Oh and we both had weird dreams about CATS!  Spooky!  We thought maybe there was ghost cat in the room…maybe that was the smell….

Sadly we were both too fucked and broke to hang around Dublin for long, which was a shame because it was lovely and sunny and would have been great to hang out with Penny for longer.  I LOVE HER.  Can’t wait for our next adventure!!!

Giddy on champagne!

So yeah, EVAN DID NOT SHOW.   You would think i would be used to it after all these years - he was notorious for his no shows in the 90s, but i foolishly believed he had changed since he got married and said he got clean.  Yeah suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurre.

The official word from the venue was that he missed his flight.  I suppose thats a reasonable explanation if he's been coming from New York because there are only like 2 flights a day to Belfast so if he missed it he would be screwed.  But reports from his fan forum say he is actually stuck in immigration in London (probably for having heroin in his bag or some shit). 

Anyway, i just called Penny and we've decided to go to dublin tomorrow anyway, since the hotel is booked and paid for.  I am not counting on him showing up, but if he does, i will hit him a bloody hard smack in the mouth.  Beautiful, but an asshole. :/