So from now on, i will be writing celtic (modern drudism?) ceremonies for my beloved -if odd- little sister; since she can't very well either light a bonfire near our house (we live in the middle of the woods) or sleep outside (we have bears and cyotes here) on either of the solitices so i'm going to modify a few rituals for her so she can be happy and take them to college with her... i tried to explian that unless she was trying to accomplish some purpose, like casting a spell, with her rituals, then she could modify them to fit her life... she gave me the best look, O-O like a little owl...
gods, it's good to feel useful :)

phone call at 9:36 last night

*ring ring*

"Hello, KKPsi party house..."

next call

*ring ring*

"Hello, Joe's morgue, you stab 'em, we slab 'em!"

OMFG... my fraternity is SO weird... but the party was fun :)