Horriblescopes
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tinhuvielBack at work....bone weary! I didn't get in bed last night until after 11 PM and I'm feeling every lost minute of sleep right now. At least it's a partial work day for me. I'm leaving at 3 to see Dr. Ross for my preliminaries.
This weekend I have off from Telehell in order to go to Charleston and see the Father Unit; however, the Step-Mother Unit appears to not want Aunt Tudi and I to come calling, so those plans may be changed and I shall keep myself at home. Since arrangements have already been made to cover my hours, I can't really call Telehell and change my mind, so I may just take advantage of a normal weekend and thumb my nose at the world.
I love the flavour of coffee, but detest the taste it leaves in my mouth. I wouldn't even be drinking it were it not for the fact that I'm desperate to crawl out of this woozy "please Mighties let me sleep" sensation. I even have bags under my eyes this morning, and they're packed and ready to go!
Gas prices have shot up again in the area. I've already decided that, if the surgery is a success and I get my knees back, I'm purchasing a bicycle and coming to work on it. I only live 2.5 miles away from The Pit, so it's not like I couldn't do it. It'd be great exercise, a chance to be out in the World, and would be considerably cheaper than putt-putting to work in my car.
Travis just called on his way in to work. We had a right hootacious conversation. It's always good to talk to Trav, but I'm often enshrouded in bittersweetness when I do, thinking of all the things and good times we lost when the Feudal Masters decided to rip away our livelihood. Anyway.....if I don't go to Charleston, he and I may get together and yuck it up on Saturday.
Okay.....now for some horriblescopes. This one from Brezsney
In order to live, you've got to be a demolisher. You take plants and animals that were once alive and rip them apart with your teeth, then disintegrate them in your digestive system. Your body is literally on fire inside, burning up oxygen you suck into your lungs. You didn't actually cut down the trees used to make your house and furniture, but you colluded with their demise. Then there's the psychological liquidation you've done: killing off old beliefs you've outgrown, for instance. I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, Virgo -- just pointing out that you have a lot of experience with positive expressions of destruction. Can you think of other forms this magic takes? It's your specialty these days.
Uhm....Kali Ma anyone? Sheesh.
I think I need a drink....
Virgo Style:
cerebral Virgos are compelled to impose onto their
bender . their famously fussy quest for purity
could lead to drinking less than other signs,
sure -- but it could also lead to drinking
booze neat, to sucking down organic wine or
just to brand loyalty. they rarely get sully
shellacked -- but oh! when they do! Virgos
controlled by the intellect, but there's an
unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it
loose when walloped. its dead sexy (and
supriseingly unsloppy). as every virgo friend
should declare, 'im going to drink myself into
a low level of inteligence tonight' a toast to
the subgenuis IQ
Alcohoroscopes MRK 2- the stars and your drinking style
brought to you by Quizilla
Work beckons and this good little serf must heed that call.
This weekend I have off from Telehell in order to go to Charleston and see the Father Unit; however, the Step-Mother Unit appears to not want Aunt Tudi and I to come calling, so those plans may be changed and I shall keep myself at home. Since arrangements have already been made to cover my hours, I can't really call Telehell and change my mind, so I may just take advantage of a normal weekend and thumb my nose at the world.
I love the flavour of coffee, but detest the taste it leaves in my mouth. I wouldn't even be drinking it were it not for the fact that I'm desperate to crawl out of this woozy "please Mighties let me sleep" sensation. I even have bags under my eyes this morning, and they're packed and ready to go!
Gas prices have shot up again in the area. I've already decided that, if the surgery is a success and I get my knees back, I'm purchasing a bicycle and coming to work on it. I only live 2.5 miles away from The Pit, so it's not like I couldn't do it. It'd be great exercise, a chance to be out in the World, and would be considerably cheaper than putt-putting to work in my car.
Travis just called on his way in to work. We had a right hootacious conversation. It's always good to talk to Trav, but I'm often enshrouded in bittersweetness when I do, thinking of all the things and good times we lost when the Feudal Masters decided to rip away our livelihood. Anyway.....if I don't go to Charleston, he and I may get together and yuck it up on Saturday.
Okay.....now for some horriblescopes. This one from Brezsney
In order to live, you've got to be a demolisher. You take plants and animals that were once alive and rip them apart with your teeth, then disintegrate them in your digestive system. Your body is literally on fire inside, burning up oxygen you suck into your lungs. You didn't actually cut down the trees used to make your house and furniture, but you colluded with their demise. Then there's the psychological liquidation you've done: killing off old beliefs you've outgrown, for instance. I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, Virgo -- just pointing out that you have a lot of experience with positive expressions of destruction. Can you think of other forms this magic takes? It's your specialty these days.
Uhm....Kali Ma anyone? Sheesh.
I think I need a drink....
Virgo Style:
cerebral Virgos are compelled to impose onto their
bender . their famously fussy quest for purity
could lead to drinking less than other signs,
sure -- but it could also lead to drinking
booze neat, to sucking down organic wine or
just to brand loyalty. they rarely get sully
shellacked -- but oh! when they do! Virgos
controlled by the intellect, but there's an
unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it
loose when walloped. its dead sexy (and
supriseingly unsloppy). as every virgo friend
should declare, 'im going to drink myself into
a low level of inteligence tonight' a toast to
the subgenuis IQ
Alcohoroscopes MRK 2- the stars and your drinking style
brought to you by Quizilla
Work beckons and this good little serf must heed that call.
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Date: 2004-03-04 01:38 pm (UTC)killing off old beliefs you've outgrown, for instance
This is resonating so loud, its clanging. I have thrown off a lot of my Christianity and have started referring to it as "Christian with a small "c". Its the path, not the person, you know?
Enjoy the weekend away from Tele-Hell :)
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Date: 2004-03-05 10:39 am (UTC)