Magical Thinking... The last magical thinking person that I hung out with I caught putting her menstrual blood in my tea. She thought that doing this would enable her to possess me and do her bidding. Never ate or drank anything from her again after that.
What I really found funny though is when she found out I had a witch's ball hanging over the window in the kitchen. I had bought it at a renaissance festival because it was pretty and I liked how it looked when the sun came though the window. She was so terrified of it that she never set foot in my house again.
Actually I haven't heard from her in some years. Maybe she really is trapped in the witch's ball.
