nolawitch58 | Tired, tired, tired.

Ken's memorial circle was great. Most of us choked back tears. I saw pictures of him when he was younger and he was a hottie. No wonder he was such a flirt. The PPD was fairly subdued because of his passing. People were talking about him and consoling Trixie. Ken's mother and sister were there for a while. His sister was tripping and got nasty with Vel because she wasn't dealing well with her grief. I distracted her from picking any fights.

The dinner the previous night was attended better. The Pagan community in the Shreveport area is larger than I thought. I also met one of the heathen I sent email to invite to our PPD. He gave me his email addy and I told him I'd already gotten his info from

witchy_abriel.

Driving is tiring. Thankfully, I had cassettes. Radio up here is abysmal at times. One more leg of the journey gets me home and makes a bunch of mopey cats happy.