It's snowing here in glorious Binghamton (not to mention it's fucking cold in my room) and I'm praying to whatever is floating around in cosmos that the lovely proprietors and conductors-of-affairs at Binghamton University will pull their absurdly large heads out of their asses and cancel class tomorrow. I don't think that's too much to ask for. No, no I don't.

In other news, I finally stumbled into the Mindsay forums today and found the thread about Paganism. Reading the posts in the thread sparked a lot of memories and old feelings in me, and I realized that not only do I miss being religious and having religious convictions, I more specifically miss being Pagan. I miss the rituals and the Sabbats and the celebration of life and... just all of it. In the year since I've stopped practicing, I've managed to forget a good share of what I'd learned. I spent nearly four years trying to desperately absorb everything I could concerning Paganism, and now I've lost all that knowledge, lost it or locked it away somewhere. Either way, I can't remember very much of what I'd learned.

So this goes out to anyone who stumbles across my blog: if you're Pagan or Wiccan or anything of the sort then please, take mercy on my poor memory, leave me a comment, and tell me something useful about this religion. In an odd way, I'm asking for a teacher. Yes, that's it: if you're Pagan and read this, be my teacher.

Until then... adios. I've got an obscene amount of reading and an overlarge sense of hunger.