Dang, I'm tired. Samhain is now in the rearview mirror. It was lightly attended, and there were a couple of little foul-ups but I think overall it went well. I got up way too early after going to bed way too late last night, and never got time to take a nap, so now I feel like I sometimes do after ritual- like I've been thrown down a flight of stairs. And I have services to sing at tomorrow! Man, this spiritual shit's a lot of work. Ah, enough with my bitching. I could be an atheist, but then who would I call out to during sex? These things are important!