No dream entry today. Sorry. I can't remember them. I'm taking a nap when I get done writing this, though, so maybe I'll have one then. Lindsay, I'll be on tonight at 6:30, just like I said on the Yahoo thing. I did not sleep well last night. I don't know why. I seemed to wake every hour on the hour for some reason. Maybe it was that I had a lot on my mind, or that I had something to do today or ... I don't know. I just found it difficult to stay asleep. Today was all right, though. I met some interesting people as I sat at the Player's booth. You see, people were there - Trustees, prospective students, parents and whatnot - and all the clubs and organizations on campus had these little booths set up to talk about who they are and possibly persuade some students to come. And here's the set up for our booth ... A Catholic (Kelley). A Methodist (the director). A Wiccan (me). A ... Melissa. (Uhm, girl? What ARE you anyway? Velan? Agnostic? Never really thought to ask you before. I love you, just the same. Strange how you're my best friend and your religious beliefs have never really come up.) And a Jew (I didn't catch her name, but she wasn't really with our group, she just floated between our table and the Young Democrats). Sounds like good grounds for a bar joke, doesn't it? Well, anyway, Melissa was nice and bought us all donuts to nibble on. (How can I resist a cream-filled bismark? I LOVE THIS WOMAN!) And we chatted with students and Trustees. And we seemed to be doing really well, actually. Several prospective ministry students seemed extremely interested in what our director was telling them. And then this pale woman with (obviously) dyed-black hair came up and just started talking to us - she was dressed ... well ... I hate to use the word, but "goth" is really the only way to describe it. She looked about 25, 26 years old. Turns out she's thinking on transferring here from some college in Indiana. She said she knew it probably sounded strange, a Wiccan transferring to a Methodist college ... And everyone at the table laughed. Kelley and Melissa gave each other high-fives and cheered "SCORE!" and laughed. The director corrected the girl and just said "Methodist-AFFILIATED college. We're really a Liberal Arts college." And went on her whole spiel about how everyone's welcome at the school and how there's been this big debate for three years and yada yada yada; I won't get into that now. That lasted for about five minutes until our director started talking about the other organization she supervised, which is S.A.F.E (Students Allied for Equality) - and talking about how every Player is pretty much a member of S.A.F.E. - and then ended by pointing at me and saying "besides, Seth's Wiccan and he's been with us for three years. You little heathen, you." And I, being the shy guy that I am, couldn't really look this girl in the eye; I just sort of gave her a little wave. Well, you see, I wear this amethyst necklace sometimes when I'm feeling a little restless - because amethyst is the stone of serenity and peace, you know? I was wearing it today, along with this really pretty pin of ivy leaves on my collar that Melissa gave me a week ago after reading the results to one of the quizzes I took (What Celtic Moon sign fits your personality best? Muin - the Vine). (Isn't she just wonderful?) And this girl looks at me for a second then said "Oh, so that explains it." And then something like "I thought there was something about you." Well, we talked for a while after that, and to make a long story short, her name is Sarah and she invited me to her Summer Solstice ceremony/festival/party thing. Gave me directions and whatnot - her phone number, told her how I felt about phones, then got her instant messenger instead. Much better. So, now I actually might have plans to DO something besides, you know, celebrate on my own ... again. Might actually go out to a REAL Solstice festival ... how about them apples? Bah. I don't know. I don't really know her or her group. I'm afraid I won't fit in. I'm a terribly shy and paranoid person. Melissa and Lindsay know this very well. That, and I'm kind of worried that I might be the only guy there. That kind of makes me uncomfortable. And, you know, Midsummer is the celebration of the Sun-God being at his peak and ... well ... yyyyyyeeeeeaaaahhhhh .... But, you know what? I can't really ALWAYS be scared to try new things, you know? Maybe I should go. Of course, I'd rather not go alone. I don't know if Jody would want to go with me or not. He's the only other male Wiccan I know - but I'm sure he already has plans. I don't know ... what should I do? Any suggestions? She seemed nice and all. I just worry. I'm a worrier. Lindsay can vouch for me on that one. If I do go, I just hope they don't put me in the center of a circle of stones all night. That would be BAD ... what happens when someone sits in the center of a circle of stones on St. John's Eve? Well ... uhm ... the reason why people do that is to get the power and inspiration to become a great poet or musician - but if something goes wrong, it would result in madness or death. Sounds like great fun, doesn't it? I'm not courageous enought to do that. Sorry. Maybe I'll find myself a glain or something. Maybe I'll rub fern seed on my eyelids and try to find myself some faeries like last year. Hey, it could happen. I like Midsummer; it's one of my favorite holidays. I can't wait! Gives me something to look forward to. I'm excited already!!! BLESSED BE! *runs off, wearing a dainty garland and tossing white lily petals all around*