what is life? who are you? what are you?

Watched way too many shows about Nazca lines and the Jersey Devil and crops circles yesterday. And I topped all that off with jumping back into the book about Buddhism... I dreamed strangely cohesive dreams and woke up with only one thing on my mind...

Do I wash my hair before it gets cut or let the hairstylist do it?

Not very deep or profound.

However! I did have a thought about crop circles yesterday. I find it impossible to believe that a human being did this with a flat board and their feet. It would take days - not hours. I do not, though, believe it is UFO's or the like.
If any of you have seen What the Bleep Do We Know?, you know that, according to this film water can form different molecular shapes based on emotions directed at it. So why not fields of wheat, eh? I figure you have all these people going there, feeling wonder or peace or good energy... and the ground feels that, the blades of grass feel it and then a design is created.
Turns out I am not the only one who believes that, because one of the guides to the circles has written a book on the same subject (can't recall his name, but the book is called Open Your Mind).

And all of this makes me excited for The X Files film. I loved that damn show for so long... and theirs was the first fanfiction I read (It was Mulder/Scully, for cryin' out loud! Bad lesbian!). There was limited choices back then. It was M/S or Mulder/Krychek (weird shit that one...). I did read one interesting RPS of Gillian Anderson and some stand-in actress. Of course, that one was hot to me because I was infatuated with Gillian ;)

But...my life. Do I dare speak on it?
I work. All the time. Not too much for my father's business (that will kick in again around the end of October I believe). I am always at the spa. Which is a good thing. I was about ready to give up on MT after Asheville.
I try to get to the radio once a month and do my thing.
I still write (obvious by my rampant X/G-ness on lj).
Going to Florida in just a couple weeks to meet my goddaughter and visit with her mother.
New friends have been made and some old ones kept.
Love is blah blah blah...for my eyes only.