Mar. 10th, 2004
Brezsny Horriblescope
Mar. 10th, 2004 10:00 amVirgo Horoscope for week of March 11, 2004
Speaking on your behalf, I hereby give notice to the cosmos that it must try harder to please you. Its lukewarm support will no longer be considered sufficient for your needs. Its roundabout approach to helping you fulfill your dreams must become more direct and straightforward -- or else! Specifically, I demand that the gods, fates, dispensers of karma, or however they want to be referred to, must, no later than March 13, 2004, begin to provide you with a steady stream of satisfying interpersonal encounters. This must include, though it is not limited to, more tender intimacy, more engaging friendships, and more interesting conversations.
Sometimes, Mr. Brezsny just spooks me.
Speaking on your behalf, I hereby give notice to the cosmos that it must try harder to please you. Its lukewarm support will no longer be considered sufficient for your needs. Its roundabout approach to helping you fulfill your dreams must become more direct and straightforward -- or else! Specifically, I demand that the gods, fates, dispensers of karma, or however they want to be referred to, must, no later than March 13, 2004, begin to provide you with a steady stream of satisfying interpersonal encounters. This must include, though it is not limited to, more tender intimacy, more engaging friendships, and more interesting conversations.
Sometimes, Mr. Brezsny just spooks me.
The Feudal Mistress just approached me about the temp coming in tomorrow. She's wanting me to train her for the most part. I can't really complain since she'll be here to help while I'm away, but still..... when do I have the time to train someone? Better question still: where will I find the patience needed to train someone?
Anyway, the Feudal Mistress gave me a long list of things the temp needed to know before my medical leave kicked in, then she said in the her whiniest voice, "I don't want you leave!" I told her I wish I could say I didn't want to leave, but it'd be a lie. She thought I was talking about looking forward to the surgery, which I am, but I was really talking about getting the hell away from the Pit for a month.
I know I will awake in the dead of night, a cold sweat gripping my body, as the whine of my Feudal Mistress echoes in my tormented brain....."I don't want you to leave!"
::shudder::
Anyway, the Feudal Mistress gave me a long list of things the temp needed to know before my medical leave kicked in, then she said in the her whiniest voice, "I don't want you leave!" I told her I wish I could say I didn't want to leave, but it'd be a lie. She thought I was talking about looking forward to the surgery, which I am, but I was really talking about getting the hell away from the Pit for a month.
I know I will awake in the dead of night, a cold sweat gripping my body, as the whine of my Feudal Mistress echoes in my tormented brain....."I don't want you to leave!"
::shudder::