bootienature

The only reason I didn’t say “Fuck you, have fun pimping your frauds!” is the Thoth class. No shop, no class. The test-run was awkward, but thank god for the geeky kids, who were all “MY BRAIN IS ON FIRE!” Because the universe has a sense of humor, my guinea pigs also include a 50-something dyslexic chick. I’m going to have to make her a cheat sheet, because the others are compulsive note-takers. Teaching Qabalah is hard. I didn’t give enough context, and garbled my way through a sloppy white-board lecture on the four worlds, throwing in the four suits as almost an afterthought. I need to explain my symbol system to these people, too. I probably need to make a hand-out of all of the glyphs we’ll be using. MY BRAIN IS ON FIRE.