Hippie Traumas

Last night I was over-charged at the co-op by over $6. This is the third mistake the volunteer cashiers have made in the 9 months I've belonged there. Basically, I bought two individual extra-ginger beers (perfect hangover cure) and should have been charged 83 cents each. The cashier charged me $3.89 each (for two 4 packs). Unfortunately, I didn't notice until I arrived home, so I will have to deal with it another day. It's ironic because I thought my total actually seemed low on my groceries. Oh well. The real stickler is that according to the new age tenets I believe in, I create my own world, so I attracted the cashier's mistakes into my life.

My Geotran pseudo-therapist called me a bitch the other day. It was traumatizing. This was after a 2 hour session of aura cleansing, so I felt giddy and vulnerable. I was like: "What?" She said: "You can't deny it can you? There is a bitchy energy there." Understandably, I got a bit defensive. The door to her office was actually open and I was about to leave. Who would bring up an issue like that as I'm about to leave her office? It was awful. I defended my "bitchy energy" for awhile. I said it was part of my personality and I wouldn't change it for anyone. She said that she didn't see it as part of my personality. I said that I didn't think there was any way a woman could function safely in the world without a little bit of empowering prickly bitchiness. She said that this hypothetical wonderful man (smarter, funnier, more successful than me) who may be coming into my life in a couple of months would not be attracted to bitchy energy. Okay, fine. Sign me up for another session. Seriously, I may have to send her an email of some kind, because there was a little too much brutal truth-telling in this session for me. She also called me out on my narcissism and desire to be the star person in any given group of people (friends/couples/etc.). I do have a tendency to get jealous of successful, happy people living their dreams. I'm thinking that will fade as I start on that road myself, but it was jolting to have her try to rush me along. I mean, would you still like me if I had no sassy bitch energy? C'mon tell me the truth.

Today, I am watching Turner Classic Movies. _The Cowboy and the Lady_ is on and it's not that great. In black and white movies, it seems like women tend to confess their love to cowboys and bums and the man decides to marry them. That is not the real world. In the real world, I think most women wait for the man to confess it first. And, I agree it's wise to wait. I hope that I can still be considered a feminist.

For lunch today I ate: brown rice, throat coat tea, ginger tea, one chicken haunch, 6 baby carrots, 1 plum, dark chocolate with dried cherries and almonds, dried currants, dried pineapple. I drank some Walborne too. I don't think Walborne has the same shelf life as Airborne. My Walborne today and yesterday tasted a bit funky. That's annoying because
I stocked up on Walborne last Spring.