"Yeah that's a very compelling story but SRSLY"
Okay.
I do this thing sometimes where I get really into something and disappear. I know it's a pain in the ass. I know it doesn't endear me to people.
There are very few people left in my life who know me from before I got really into the Great Work. I'd dabbled on and off from junior high through college, but when I moved to Boston in '98 I got serious. The entire reason I moved there was initiation-related. Lucky for me, I had a few friends in the area from Alfred so there some balance there. I still kind of went dark there for a while, though.
By the end of 2005 I'd been full-time for eight months. I'd gotten hormones, I lost almost all of my friends in Pittsburgh, I was living with someone I really cared about but who didn't feel the way I did and I was in a moderately bad place at work. I'd quit the Caliphate OTO after a year with them on account of I wasn't that impressed with the magick they were doing. I”d gotten back on personal ad sites.
This guy sent me a message.
I'm pretty sure the early details are still extant on the blog here. I ended up joining the Society OTO as well as A.'.A.'. in that lineage. I dived in head-first and... well...
I got somebody real pissed of and/or possibly scared of me to the point where they very nearly succeeded in getting me tossed out with my ear in a cup. I was given a choice: be expelled or take over the currently defunct Baphomet Lodge in San Francisco and I leave in two weeks.
Me being myself, I left in two weeks.
What happened next until I left is what I'll be writing about for a while. Now? I came back to Pittsburgh... I have to count. Okay, fall of 2013. It's hard to remember. I moved in with an old friend. We lost the house to one of her family members and became renters instead of owners. She took the rent and bill money and spent it on... I don't actually know what. I do know it wasn't on the dog.
We got evicted. We got sued. We got bench warrants put out for our collective arrests. Time passed. She wouldn't pay. I got pissed. I got unpleasant. I left.
That was in April. I spent more time than I planned on renting a room from this guy in East Pittsburgh. Now I'm back near town and trying to put my ass back together. My mileage has varied.
I think it's gonna be fine, though.
I do this thing sometimes where I get really into something and disappear. I know it's a pain in the ass. I know it doesn't endear me to people.
There are very few people left in my life who know me from before I got really into the Great Work. I'd dabbled on and off from junior high through college, but when I moved to Boston in '98 I got serious. The entire reason I moved there was initiation-related. Lucky for me, I had a few friends in the area from Alfred so there some balance there. I still kind of went dark there for a while, though.
By the end of 2005 I'd been full-time for eight months. I'd gotten hormones, I lost almost all of my friends in Pittsburgh, I was living with someone I really cared about but who didn't feel the way I did and I was in a moderately bad place at work. I'd quit the Caliphate OTO after a year with them on account of I wasn't that impressed with the magick they were doing. I”d gotten back on personal ad sites.
This guy sent me a message.
I'm pretty sure the early details are still extant on the blog here. I ended up joining the Society OTO as well as A.'.A.'. in that lineage. I dived in head-first and... well...
I got somebody real pissed of and/or possibly scared of me to the point where they very nearly succeeded in getting me tossed out with my ear in a cup. I was given a choice: be expelled or take over the currently defunct Baphomet Lodge in San Francisco and I leave in two weeks.
Me being myself, I left in two weeks.
What happened next until I left is what I'll be writing about for a while. Now? I came back to Pittsburgh... I have to count. Okay, fall of 2013. It's hard to remember. I moved in with an old friend. We lost the house to one of her family members and became renters instead of owners. She took the rent and bill money and spent it on... I don't actually know what. I do know it wasn't on the dog.
We got evicted. We got sued. We got bench warrants put out for our collective arrests. Time passed. She wouldn't pay. I got pissed. I got unpleasant. I left.
That was in April. I spent more time than I planned on renting a room from this guy in East Pittsburgh. Now I'm back near town and trying to put my ass back together. My mileage has varied.
I think it's gonna be fine, though.