Horoscope

Aries (3/21-4/19)

"Your ambitions have not all come to fruition, but that doesn't mean that you have failed in any way. There is a time and place for everything, so don't get distracted if that big brass ring has escaped your grasp, yet again. This is not the end of your options, so do not beat yourself up about it. Instead, focus your energy on attaining some other new goal. While you're busy climbing that mountain, forces will be working to give you another opportunity to try this one again."

So, relative to my date last night, this is all the response I'm to expect from the cosmos?

But the bigger question is: exactly why does the universe hate me??

Sometimes

Last night I laid on the couch for five hours and watched the A&E version of Pride and Prejudice. Tonight I came home from work and watched the Kiera Knightly version, followed by Redford and Fonda in The Electric Horseman.

Sometimes even ten hours of romance on your TV is not enough.

I'm just saying.

Family Meeting

My son left work early and came bombing up I-71 today, and when I got home from work, he was sitting on the patio playing with his new Instinct phone. We spent an enjoyable hour doing amazing GPS "pizza shop in Hooterville" queries and watching E! on the tiny little screen and talking about his job and his big-boy life in C'bus. Cool to see his face mid-week, even if it's just for a quick catching up.

So then D's best friend comes over and Big Daddy shows up and parks his Jeep in the driveway behind D's car (my old car!) and the three of them head off to a race that rained them out in June. They should be home around midnight and then D will leave here in the morning and go straight to work in C'bus. Because he's 22 and driving 8 hours to attend a 4 hour event (and spending fitty bucks in gas to boot) makes complete sense to him.

I left right after they did to do some errands. When I got home there was a message on the machine from Sissy: "Hey, so is there something going on I should know about? I see the family posse in the driveway and nobody is home and I didn't know whether to be concerned or what."

Some days I feel kind of alone, just me and kitty rambling around in this big old haunted mansion.

Not today, though.

Bored

This place is a wreck.

There's a storm coming.

I've worked 21 hours out of the last 48.

The only thing on TW is 48 Hours Mystery....or 48 Hours Crime.....or 48 Hours No One Cares.

Somebody needs a nap.

Or a cocktail and then a nap.

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