The Very Secret Diary of Circe

Rats and Conversion

Raven came over today and we ended up talking about Buffy almost straight away. I really wasn’t surprised. I mean, it’s been our fav show for about 7 years. Anyway, she summed it up perfectly when she said:

“It’s like one of those crappy lollypops -It falls of the stick.”

Yep, that’s the explanation for its crappiness. It fell off the stick.

Anyway, I won’t make this post about Buffy. I do that too much already. Next year when I’m up and uni, Raven and I are gonna get a rat. Yeah, yeah, I know were not supposed to have animals in the dorms, but shhhhh. If Willow and Tara can have a cat, then we can have a little rat. We’re planning on naming it Miss Ratty Fantastico. (Or, if it’s a boy, I guess Mr Ratty Fantastic.) And we were telling about how it could have a little ratty lead and colour and we can lead it about.

We tossed up animal ideas but my suggestion of a Mexican Red-Knee Tarantella was shot down. Pout. Raven is mean. I mean, it’ll just crawl all over her face while she sleeps…

Next year, we’re both gonna string up Christmas lights in our rooms. Every since Tara did it one Buffy I’ve been enamoured with the idea. Shooo pretty.

While she was here Mormon’s came to my door. At first I wasn’t sure who they were and then it clicked. So I’m standing in the doorway, freaking while I talk to these Far Too Well Dressed Religious People., and Raven is just standing in the hall watching me and GIGGLING! Grrrr.

Anyway, went like this:

FTWDRP: Are you interested in hearing more?

Me: Actually, I’m Pagan.

FTWDRP: oh, what’s that?

Me: *Blinks* Err, well, it’s all about Nature, and holding it equal with yourself.

FTWDRP: oh, so do you believe in God and Jesus Christ?

Me: Err, kinda. Not how you would but, umm, I believe… *five minute babbling Jesus not being the son of God, but just another religious leader.*

FTWDRP: Could we come in for just fifteen minutes?

Me: *thinks quick* we’re about to go out.

FTWDRP: really? where?

Me: to dinner.

FTWDRP: oh, then maybe we could come back.

Shit.

Me: er, I’m not sure when we’ll be here.

FTWDRP: Well, how’s Tuesday at four?

Say no! say no!!

Me: err, okay.

Fuck.

FTWDRP: Great! Have a lovely day!

Fuck.

And I couldn’t be mean to them! They were just so NICE. *Sigh* All I want is to be left alone. I don’t go preaching to people. Why do they have to come and try and convert me? Okay, I know why, but I still don’t like it.

I need more confidence. I’m horrible at discussing my beliefs. Suddenly I find myself in the limelight, and I’m just not quick enough to say everything that Paganism means to me. There’s too much. Sigh. I need to fix that. I think it’s harder for Pagans and Witches because people usually have a pre-conceived notion of us. And maybe we’re not as expressive in our beliefs because we’re not setting out to convert anyone. I’d never go up to someone and go ‘Say, have you heard about the Goddess? The Goddess wants YOU!’

Righty. Check list item: stop being such a fucking pussy.

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