I was skyping Adam last night (well it was like morning for him- time differences yay) and i remembered this story about me and my tarot cards.
I got these cards a while ago, I ordered them off some strange, spirit website. I was so happy when I got them; it felt like holding the future in my hands. I was practicing doing readings on my parents, (it was the weekend and my friends were busy ok) who really didn't want me reading their cards because they are
so frickin atheist afraid of the future.
My mom finally agreed to let me do a horseshoe spread. I was trying to be really professional- I had all the lights off, i had some creepy music, and all the tea lights we own. and my mom was laying on the couch half asleep. (Ugh)
I was about to flip over the "secret influences" card, and I said, "If this is the death card, I'm going to laugh."
IT WAS THE MOTHER FUCKING DEATH CARD
I Screamed, ran over and flicked on the lights, then blew out the candles, then jumped onto the couch and screamed "THE TAROT GODS HEARD ME MOM! I ANGERED THEM!"
My mom was all "Maisie calm down u got candle wax on the coffee table stop screaming"
The whole night I was FREAKED OUT. I thought that the Death Lady (The girl whose eyes are being closed by angles on the card) was going to be wandering around my house.
Yep. I'm afraid of the death lady. I'm really cool. Tarot cards still freak me out a little bit (Thank you Supernatural) but I like doing readings.
Who here likes fortune telling and tarot cards? Anyone want a reading?