Friday, July 31, 2009

Venus enters Cancer, my 9th house

Love from abroad.

Postcards are my favorite form of mail. They always come from a happy place and sent with sweet intentions. They never are a letdown, even the most generic of messages are always fun, as it shows someone was thinking of you somewhere else in the universe and just wanted to say hi....and voila, this arrived from Avignon, France from my super fantastic friend Shlomi, who was accepted into the International Theatre Festival. Avignon doesn't know how lucky they are!

A few teeth and two loaves of bread, I'd do him.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Sun enters Leo


Holy fucking shit, flying cockroaches are here. I saw this disgusting event for the first time years ago in the abandoned pits of Wall Street during a weekend night near an overflowing dumpster, but this is the first time I've seen one fly into a residential area and so fearlessly. The evolution towards destruction is coming on fast.

11:57 p.m. Greenpoint, Brooklyn

Friday, July 17, 2009

Mercury enters Leo

Begin all your sentences with "I" for the next 16 days.

...I want my suitcase. I can’t take my clothes anymore. I want channel 7 back. I miss Oprah. I wish I weren’t so brain dead. I wish I could remember things better. I can’t wait to be caught up on sleep. I am not on vacation and I don’t feel fully at home either. I feel somewhere in-between and that is kind of strange. I can’t stop looking at my slideshow. I could listen to that song and relive that day over and over. I feel autistic with so much repetition. I was in France a week ago. I am so tired. I am so wishing I was totally psychic, but what difference would it make? I live like I’m totally psychic anyway…. I don’t know what I want to eat. I woke up so late today…I have so much crap to do. I have to go visit my g-ma. I don’t have much time today before I have to go meet my friends…I’m such a mess. I so want my suitcase back already. I can’t stop obsessing about it. I am such a brat. I just can’t help it. I wish it would rain today, rain hard...

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Mars enters Gemini

A mandatory switch in gears.

Since my luggage is still somewhere over in Europe, thanks to the lovely people over at Ryanair that somehow forgot to put my suitcase on the plane from Rome to Paris I have been forced to dress in the left over clothes in my closet and turn into the low-rent version of myself. So far I have given in, embraced my camper look and can careless about having crumbs on me while and after I eat, will wake up from a nap just to take a break before another nap, if not falling asleep with the TV on and have no issue with unwashed ratnest hair and seemingly endless nights of period draws...and I thought my three weeks in Europe was the vacation.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Full moon eclipse in Capricorn, 8th house turmoil

Needing to heed to powers beyond yourself.

Today is the day I’ll forever remember as the day I got booted from the Vatican's church, St. Peter's Basilica, like a dime store whore. Escorted to the exit by a stern old guard and gazed upon like a menacing case of malaria, he even stood at the door to make sure I backed away. Apparently my exposed knees bar me from loving Jesus with them — how apropos after spending over 4 hours going through their homo-erotic collection of art.

Take note: This is the hemline of the disrespectful, club rules of the Vatican.

However, there is one lady allowed to wear a short skirt and live at the Vatican and here she is:

If there were going to kick me out for anything...

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Mercury is in Cancer, my solar 9th

Work idealism in a mystical way.


Legend had it that this famous metal pig of Florence bestows visitors good luck through nasal petting and sticking a coin in its mouth, which water drips. Your money will then fall out, down into a grate and ca-ching, your wish is its command. However, many do just come by to rub...Do the same virtually and it may work too. If dreams come true, then plan your trip to Firenze and pay your proper dues.