
Dec
28
Hmm. Looking through the archive of my past posts, it seems I’ve got kind of a Tuesday thing goin’ on with the blog. It wasn’t premeditated, I swear.
Tuesday is supposed to be ruled by Mars, right? Mardi gras = fat Tuesday. Mardi = Mars in French. So why am I bloggin’ on Tuesdays? I should be ironing (Mars rules iron) or arc welding or puttin’ the smackdown on those who annoy me. By all planetary logic, Wednesday - ruled by Mercury - should be for bloggin’!
On the other hand, my Mars in Virgo is ruled by Mercury. And it’s true that when I do Mars, I do it in a Mercurial way. So I iron while watching TV and talking on the phone, because Mercury likes to multi-task. My preferred smackdown method is in writing - the nastygram. I do not arc weld, but if I did so, I’m sure I would make it way more complicated than necessary, because that’s Virgo’s way.
Got through Christmas fine by doing our usual: not going anywhere, not seeing anyone, not speaking to anybody. When we got married we made a pact to spend Christmases alone - mainly because we don’t celebrate Christmas, per se. So we’ve made our own little tradition that consists mainly of cooking orange chicken together and drinking champagne. A few years ago we deviated from this fine tradition to spend Christmas in San Luis Obispo (we were en route to San Francisco to visit Jonny’s family), where we had a nice Thai dinner and then saw the first Lord of the Rings movie at a cool old movie theater. But generally… nowhere, nobody, orange chicken, champagne. But look at the cool present I got!
Jonny had four days off, and I felt like hanging with him, so I mostly avoided the computer until yesterday. I was surprised how much I enjoyed the break. But this week I’m back at it, as you can see, and despite a power outage this morning I’ve spent today flogging away, with brutal diligence, at an article that’s due on Friday. It’s fully written, has been edited into some kind of sense, and yet I pretty much hate it. Luckily I still have a couple of days to fashion it into something a mother could love. Wish me luck with that.
December 28, 2004 | Comments Off
Dec
21
In honor of today’s Winter Solstice (4:42 am PST), I’ve posted my winter essay over at my website.
In astrologically unrelated news… You might want to stop by Dan Goodsell’s Imaginary World website. There’s a sort of sweet, semi-demented Pee Wee’s Playhouse vibe goin’ on over there. I’ve got my eye on that Hillbilly Pears concert poster.
December 21, 2004 | Comments Off
Dec
19
We found ourselves with our first free weekend day in a couple of months, so this morning we celebrated with a trip to the local bookseller. Hours of browsing later I dragged home my bounty, which included Steven King’s memoir On Writing. I’m no particular fan of King’s fiction, but I’d heard good things about this book, and tucked in immediately.
I was cruising along, fully engrossed, and had reached the apex of King’s story about his battle with alcoholism in the 1980’s. Riveted, I turned the page, eager to discover how King triumphed over the ravages of overnight success and cheap beer… and found myself reading a section I’d finished 30 pages ago. In my confusion, I wondered whether I had set the book down and lost my place. But no; I looked at the bottom of the page and found that the book had skipped from page 96 back in time to page 67 - which, make no mistake, was fine reading. But I didn’t need to relive it quite so soon. And worse, the thrilling conclusion of King’s battle with the bottle, as well as whatever happened in the next 30 pages, was completely missing.
So it’s back to the bookstore tomorrow to see if I can exchange my freakish misprinted copy with something a little more sequential. Perhaps I stand a fighting chance; Mercury turns direct tonight, 10:29 pm PST.
December 19, 2004 | Comments Off
Dec
14
The New Moon was on Saturday at 20 Sagittarius. In honor of the occasion I wrote this article for MoonCircles.com, if you’re looking for something a bit more substantial than this entry promises to be.
Yesterday there was this transiting Sun/Pluto conjunction. To me, it felt exactly like someone had plugged in some really huge appliance that instantly sucked all the energy away from everything else, causing a brown-out. Maybe it was just me, though; we hosted a rather large party here on Sunday. Yes, it was highly festive and enjoyable, and yes, the cabinets either side of the fireplace looked fabulous. But for an introvert like me (no one believes me when I describe myself as an introvert, but then, they don’t see me curl into the fetal position in front of the TV for a day or so after playing the social butterfly at some event), it was exhausting. So this week I’ve been taking advantage of my temporary lack of deadlines to do some serious goofing off.
Thus liberated, I had expected to feel energized this week but instead lack energy and direction. My accomplishments today? I answered some emails, rewatched a couple of movies I’ve seen fifty times (and I don’t even particularly like them; what is that? I dislike these films, and yet when I stumble across them on TBS or something I cannot.look.away.) and made a rather tasty chicken and rice casserole. And that’s it. Elsewhere in the world today, folks did useful things that improved nations and led to the betterment of the human race; I baked a casserole and watched Trading Places for the gazillionth time.
Then again, my progressed Moon is currently at 29 degrees Sagittarius, void of course, in a late-sign slump of evolutionary exhaustion. It is poised, however, to ascend to the heady heights of Capricorn next month. So I suppose the quest for world domination can wait until then.
December 14, 2004 | Comments Off
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