I apologize for not blogging much lately, I have been taking a mental health break from the madness that is online dating. Sometimes it gets to be too much, ya know? However, I have still been practicing my flirting skills and chatting up complete strangers, as that is what I do.
Today’s story is one that I imagine would be a cute story to tell the grandchildren.
Probably due to the fact that I will one day turn into a crazy cat lady, if I haven’t already done so (minus the cat part), I have always been intrigued by psychics, palm readers, tarot cards, and the paranormal in general. I don’t want to say I am necessarily a believer, but intrigued and I haven’t ruled out the possibility of it all. That being said, I have always been terrified of actually going to talk to one.
I think I’ve mentioned once or twice on here that I often make money with my camera (taking pictures of other people..) Last summer I photographed a wedding and the grandmother of the groom was a palm reader. She grabbed my hand and started telling me things I already knew about myself. (She was especially impressed with the closeness of my family.) It was fascinating.
So, when I got an email from the Psychic Source, asking if I’d get a love reading done, I couldn’t turn the offer down. I was excited and terrified at the same time. I almost had the call recorded for Nothing In Common, but decided against it in case it turned out that I do die alone with cats.
(Yes, I am going Crazy Cat Lady like about this. I am now updating again for what feels like the 100th time. My most recent updates are in BOLD.)
Everyone’s favorite time-suck smartphone app Tinder launched a new update today advertising their highly anticipated “Rewind” feature. Swiped left for the hottie by mistake? Go back and fix it! (Instead of deleting the app, and starting from scratch.) What Tinder failed to mention was that “this feature ain’t free, yo.”