Hump day (I hate that phrase)

 Steve has the gun range tonight. I was thinking chili for dinner but now I'm kinda thinking pizza.

And what will I do tonight? I don't know. Nothing.

I wish I could get over this reading slump. I really do have way whole lot of stuff to read.

I really do need to meditate.

Oh speaking of metaphysical, I ordered some new tarot cards. The artwork is just amazing! Here's an example.

Major Arcana:

 

Cups:

 Wands:

Pentacles:

Swords:

So pretty! Hope they get here soon.

I found this funny thing on Tumblr about Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and how Fitz and Simmons have gone through so much (we're cursed) keeping  apart.



Fitzsimmons: Were destiny, we’re fate

 
Almost-death: haha wanna bet
Fitzsimmons: *defies almost death*
Almost-death: damn nevermind


Space: imma fuck this relationship up real good
Fitzsimmons: are you, though? *defies space*
Space: holy shit


fake-reality: ok they’ll never beat the framework
Fitzsimmons: *sigh* here we go *defies fake reality*
Fake-reality: I...damn


Time: Haha they’ll never beat me
Fitzsimmons: *defies time*
Time: fuck!


Death: Step aside idiots, it’s my turn
Almost-death, space, fake-reality, time: Just...don’t
Fitzsimmons: No.
Death: Fitz is dead
Fitzsimmons: Is he, though?
Death:.........
Fitzsimmons:.........
Death: *crying in the corner**whispering* What the fuck

Have a great day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster