…At this very moment, I
see Scorpio standing
ready, moments away
from taking unwary prey.
Brimming with confidence,
Scorpio beams with joy at
a soon-to-be-had victory…
But Scorpio’s forgotten…
The spoils of victory
belong not ONLY to the
victor.
And so speak the stars…
Fortune may favor you, or
it may NOT…
Something bad may be in
your future, but it also
may NOT be…
Heed my words and just
go about your normal
business as usual… On
this, the stars all agree.
There is nothing in
particular for you to
worry about, so please be
content.
…That is all.
And that’s Katrina from City Folk.
Eh…. I dunno if I know any Scorpios….
I mean I must….? When are Scorpios born?
Huh? What’s the difference between a sidereal and tropical zodiac?
I guess I’m going by tropical……
October to November…..
Hmmm, yeah, no clue……
Oh, now I got stuck reading about my own sign……
-sigh-
Apparently, my sister and I are both fixed signs. That can’t be good…..
Great, she’s the epitome of fixed signs. I already know she’s stubborn. Which gets her her way. A lot.
I burn with a great intensity? Meh.
Fire, masculine, positive……
Ahahhahahahhaha, this site reads, specifically mentioning my sign in relation to my sister’s: “It can be excellent . . . althought the relationship may need work as both signs can be very stubborn, and should try instead to understand and accept each other.“
Wow.
Oh, weird. The associated Chinese Zodiac animals are backwards for us…. Like the one associated with my sun sign is hers, and the one with hers is mine. How interesting……
Ah, I love reading astrology, horoscope things……
Sorry for going off on tanget.
Both my western and Chinese zodiac signs are fire…. but my year makes me earth….
And my sign is most powerful in the Year of the Ox…. that’s this year, right?
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Alright, so my bad……
Didn’t mean that…….
I finally sent a postcard in to PostSecret!! I mean, I’ve made quite a few, but never had the courage or distance to send them.
Ugh, I ate….. next to nothing. I had a coffee yesterday, cheese and crackers last night, and a juicebox this morning. My guts are churning, but I’m not hungry, yet. My sister, so my mom said, picked out a shirt for me when she went shopping, recently. It was a Large; I usually get XL. So, I have to lose some weight to fit in it, or else everyone will be offended. Ugh.
There’s an ongoing fight. And my mom flipflops back and forth between mediator and attacker. I wish she would just pick one side or neither and stay there. I wish my sister would grow up. I think the problem is that I expect her to be a fair person, and she’s stuck in teenager-mode. Y’know, hate everyone that cares for her, everything she does is right, bla bla bla….. Whatever. I wish we could stay close, but I don’t know if it’s going to happen.
-sigh-
What a week…. and it’s only just begun…….