good morning

With the cold nothern wind blowing, it gets chilly even in the sunlight. A beautiful day to stand with freshly dyed hair, eating a pomegranate on the balcony. Devouring the entire fruit, macerating the sweet tart seeds, speckled with juice while my black hair dried. Only my feet covered, in my blue velevet slippers with silver stars and black furry trim.

stars rattling the cage

Slow work day. Slow slow slow it went. I am glad to be home. Now I can study and be industrious. Tomorrow I can hang out in Metro all afternoon, enjoy the cigarette smoke, coffee and music. I dreamed that all the table tops were raised three inches, and it was very odd. I love that furniture. Everyone else complains that it is too uncomfortable. Really, it's fabulous stuff.

Thursday I will have an exciting adventure. Driving to San Marcos to visit the Hays County Building O' Justice and the lovely Cate. Whee! We shall lunch and it shall be grand.

My bizarre horoscope for tomorrow.

Gemini is entering a mysterious and somewhat calculating stage thanks to the Scorpio Moon. You may not mean every little word that you say, but your listener doesn't necessarily have to know this. At times like this, local turmoil has the potential to turn into a border war. Remember your human heritage even as the stars rattle the cage of your animal instincts. There's a right way and a wrong way to do things, and it's your obligation to figure out which is which