Wednesday, January 24, 2007

It?s Be Your Own Muse Week, Cancerian.
(It was Nerd Day yesterday at school, and I felt my sweater would be perceived as nerdy.)
Susan: I was going to wear it yesterday, but it was dirty. It doesn?t look nerdy, does it?
Angela: It looks British. That?s a bit nerdy here, I guess.
Susan: Yeah. It?s my fake rugby sweater. I love it. You?re going to be seeing a lot more of it.



My horoscope this week is perfect. Please read it carefully. Take in every word, especially you two, Heather and Becca.

?It?s Be Your Own Muse Week, Cancerian. How should you observe this festival? Here?s one suggestion. First, visualize in detail your dream lover? you ideal soul mate? the embodiment of everything you find attractive. Second, imagine that though this person feels the same way about you, there is a very good reason why the two of you can?t make love or be together as a couple for a long time. Next, feel the sweet torment of your unquenched longing for each other, the impossible ache of fiery tenderness. Finally, picture all the ways you will work on yourself in the coming years to refine your soul and perfect your love, so that when the two of you can finally be united, you will gave made yourself into a gorgeous genius ? a pure blessing and exquisite gift for your beloved.?

(WOW! Could that be any more perfect? Amazing! Rob Brezney is the ultimate horoscope genius. Thank you Nashville Scene!)

Then it is true. What I believed was true of my relationship with him really is what?s happening. Brezney just put it into words for me. And it?s good that I read this. I wasn?t going to, but I thought, what the hey, and did anyway.

This means I shouldn?t send him that two-part email consisting of ?Can I ask you a very serious question, and will you answer it as soon as you get it?? and ?Do you love me?? I want to so badly, but I feel this would just cause him to go on his five month hiatus from emailing me, as every other serious topic does.

For example:
S: Alex sent me a picture of you.
C: Why would Alex send you a picture of me?
S: Because he thinks I?m still on about you?
C: On about me?
S: He thinks I still like you.

AND THEN there was a FIVE MONTH period of time in which he didn?t email me. It wasn?t until I emailed him asking him if he had forgotten about me that he started again, and with ?I?m sorry. I didn?t mean to stop emailing you. I could never forget about you.?

Men.

YES! YES! YES! BUSH JUST ADDRESSED DARFUR! MY EMAIL WORKED! YES! YES! YES!

Sorry. That makes me feel incredibly good about taking part in that email (and I?m typing this as I?m watching the address; I the morning after I write). That was like a ?your team just won the super bowl? moment. Thank you, SaveDarfur.com. I?m proud to be a member of that community.

Mr. D told Jason keep his hands to himself, meaning get off me. I felt relieved. Mr. D is my favorite.

ANYWAY! I?m over my one page limit. Sorry. *bows*

-Susan? wearing her hair down, muttering to self in German, and smiling softly

Jede Sekunde jeden Tag, machen Sie eine Entscheidung, die Ihr Leben 䮤ern kann.
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