Free at last!
Break out the dancing shoes and do a jig, ding dong the wicked witch is dead. Communication breakdowns no more and clarity back on its way!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Moon in Sagittarius
Adventure calling.
Fall foliage report from Greyhound Bus 128 NYC to Keene, New Hampshire
131 St and Adam Clayton, NYC
New Haven, CT
Springfield, MA
Brattleboro, VT
Fall foliage report from Greyhound Bus 128 NYC to Keene, New Hampshire
131 St and Adam Clayton, NYC
New Haven, CT
Springfield, MA
Brattleboro, VT
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sun enters Libra, my natal 5th
Lights, Camera, Action!
Mark your calendars for October 12th and get ready for yours truly on THE TYRA SHOW!!!!!
Mark your calendars for October 12th and get ready for yours truly on THE TYRA SHOW!!!!!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Venus enters Virgo
Feeling sane is okay.
I feel it is my job to tempt fate. Doing what I do, knowing what I know and having to keep track of the things I have to track, that is why I must do what I do. If I say not to so something, I can't help but to sometimes go the opposite way and see what comes of it... Day one of Mercury retrograde, the official day the chaos ensues with crazy communication disruptions and supposedly sticking to the main rule: don't buy electronics — but after a month of trying to exist without TV and my apartment starting to feel like a spiritual retreat, I had to give in and one night compulsively bought a TV on the Internet and then an ipod the next day, due to my old one kamikazing into a fountain a few days prior. Although I knew it was wrong and I was probably pulling out the Queen of Spades at the bottom of a house of cards, I couldn't wait.
So far, the TV reunion has been nothing but true love. The ipod on the other hand acted up immediately, shifting songs sporadically in-between play. At first, I tried to ignore it, the next I spent cursing the fact that I should have known better, the retrograde fucking shit sucking ass fuck….made time to get back to the Apple store, waited on the line and DUH! It's like I am from 1837 sometimes, found out about the shuffle option on the ipod and that it’s something “fun.” A feature for modern enthusiasts to marvel over, but for me another irritant to shut down. Feeling stupid and behind, the chirpy salesperson then tells me I should return the ipod anyway because a new one is coming out and it has a video camera! Woohoo, seems this retrograde is working out in another mystery way!
Days later ditched the ipod and got upgraded to the new one and unloaded both my old ipods for a discount. Loving the new ipod for days after, until one day it seemed to just stop, dead. ARGH! Why don't I ever try to listen to myself???? …Go back to the store and let them know that even trying to reboot it in my computer, reset it holding the top and middle button, turning the lock on and off — everything, nothing worked, it was obviously messed up and of course it was destined to doom, it was released during a mercury retrograde!!!!! Although I didn’t go into all of that with the cashier, I did let him know I tried everything — all the tricks. He then takes it and says he will try one thing to reset. I tell him I tried it several times already, but go ahead. Five minutes later on only one try, the ipod lit up again as if nothing was ever wrong. WTF!!! Seems he was the Jesus of ipods and I suck.
Moral of this story: Mercury retrogrades can fuck with your mind in more ways than just one.
I feel it is my job to tempt fate. Doing what I do, knowing what I know and having to keep track of the things I have to track, that is why I must do what I do. If I say not to so something, I can't help but to sometimes go the opposite way and see what comes of it... Day one of Mercury retrograde, the official day the chaos ensues with crazy communication disruptions and supposedly sticking to the main rule: don't buy electronics — but after a month of trying to exist without TV and my apartment starting to feel like a spiritual retreat, I had to give in and one night compulsively bought a TV on the Internet and then an ipod the next day, due to my old one kamikazing into a fountain a few days prior. Although I knew it was wrong and I was probably pulling out the Queen of Spades at the bottom of a house of cards, I couldn't wait.
So far, the TV reunion has been nothing but true love. The ipod on the other hand acted up immediately, shifting songs sporadically in-between play. At first, I tried to ignore it, the next I spent cursing the fact that I should have known better, the retrograde fucking shit sucking ass fuck….made time to get back to the Apple store, waited on the line and DUH! It's like I am from 1837 sometimes, found out about the shuffle option on the ipod and that it’s something “fun.” A feature for modern enthusiasts to marvel over, but for me another irritant to shut down. Feeling stupid and behind, the chirpy salesperson then tells me I should return the ipod anyway because a new one is coming out and it has a video camera! Woohoo, seems this retrograde is working out in another mystery way!
Days later ditched the ipod and got upgraded to the new one and unloaded both my old ipods for a discount. Loving the new ipod for days after, until one day it seemed to just stop, dead. ARGH! Why don't I ever try to listen to myself???? …Go back to the store and let them know that even trying to reboot it in my computer, reset it holding the top and middle button, turning the lock on and off — everything, nothing worked, it was obviously messed up and of course it was destined to doom, it was released during a mercury retrograde!!!!! Although I didn’t go into all of that with the cashier, I did let him know I tried everything — all the tricks. He then takes it and says he will try one thing to reset. I tell him I tried it several times already, but go ahead. Five minutes later on only one try, the ipod lit up again as if nothing was ever wrong. WTF!!! Seems he was the Jesus of ipods and I suck.
Moral of this story: Mercury retrogrades can fuck with your mind in more ways than just one.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Pluto goes direct in Capricorn
The astral exorcism begins.
Today's mantra: "I need to quit this bitch."
Whatever monkey got on your back during this retrograde, kill it. The lesson: don't let mediocrity hold you back, "quit the bitch!"
Today's mantra: "I need to quit this bitch."
Whatever monkey got on your back during this retrograde, kill it. The lesson: don't let mediocrity hold you back, "quit the bitch!"
Monday, September 7, 2009
Mercury goes retrograde in Libra
23 days of aggravation.
It's only been 24 hours of mercury retrograde and I'm already done. Things are not normal, but just skewed enough to annoy the crap out of me. Woke up this morning crabbily and angrily to unnecessary loud talking right outside my door. Like why the fuck does anyone have to talk so loud to someone standing 6 inches away from them???? ...but who am I to complain? If they didn't wake me up, nothing was and I had already overslept 20 minutes past the time I was suppose meet at the train station to get to the beach. Fuck, fuck, fuck. How I slept through my alarm, the phone calls and a bunch of texts, I'll never know...
Hopped to it, threw my stuff in a bag and out the door STAT, to the subway, running down the steps against a horde of people hogging the fucking staircase and made it just in time to be able to touch the closed doors. ARGH! Minutes later, before feeling totally confused why I just didn't keep laying in bed, another train arrives. Even better, the exact one I would of wanted. Express, not local. I even get to the station with enough time to get an ice coffee for the ride.... and seems I'm not the only one late. We all missed the train, except one and oddly enough, he's always the last one to arrive. If that wasn't some sign of a surreal alternate universe, I don't know what was...
Met up with the others on the train and then throughout three various trains, we all met on the beach for a fab day, even despite the wind, clouds and chill.... Of course, mercury retrograde doesn't control the weather, so as for as screwing my day, it was fine as long as I stayed in one place. After all, mercury retrograde is only about technological mishaps, travel issues and communication snafus...Fast forward to the end of the day, and getting to the train just in time to watch it leave, missing the last one for the next two hours. Didn't even fight it, took defense back at the beach and had margaritas...
By the time we got the train and smoothly rode back, all giggly and chill, thought I was home free, until I got to my place to realize there was a funky smell in my apartment. Oh, yum, seems my toilet was clogged with a bouillabaisse of my shit, piss and wads of TP. Why I had to see the corn from yesterday's BBQ floating about like cereal was only the final touches to my day. With no option, hopped on my bike at 12:30 am to find a plunger. Who the hell would of suspected everyone in NYC would suddenly celebrate Labor Day and close their fucking stores, leaving NYC to feel like Greenville, Kentucky??? Whatever, perseverance got me through and by 3:00 a.m. after literally dealing with all my shit, was able to go to bed...One day down, 22 more to go.
On a less cranky note, Mercury retrogrades are periods to put the past to rest...Although summer 2009 isn't technically over, for the most part it is. Sucks...but here are some of those delightful remembrances to forever cherish:
My fave people watching beach game: homo-erotic best friends or gay lovers? You decide.
Sexy summer style.
Awkward summer romances.
It's only been 24 hours of mercury retrograde and I'm already done. Things are not normal, but just skewed enough to annoy the crap out of me. Woke up this morning crabbily and angrily to unnecessary loud talking right outside my door. Like why the fuck does anyone have to talk so loud to someone standing 6 inches away from them???? ...but who am I to complain? If they didn't wake me up, nothing was and I had already overslept 20 minutes past the time I was suppose meet at the train station to get to the beach. Fuck, fuck, fuck. How I slept through my alarm, the phone calls and a bunch of texts, I'll never know...
Hopped to it, threw my stuff in a bag and out the door STAT, to the subway, running down the steps against a horde of people hogging the fucking staircase and made it just in time to be able to touch the closed doors. ARGH! Minutes later, before feeling totally confused why I just didn't keep laying in bed, another train arrives. Even better, the exact one I would of wanted. Express, not local. I even get to the station with enough time to get an ice coffee for the ride.... and seems I'm not the only one late. We all missed the train, except one and oddly enough, he's always the last one to arrive. If that wasn't some sign of a surreal alternate universe, I don't know what was...
Met up with the others on the train and then throughout three various trains, we all met on the beach for a fab day, even despite the wind, clouds and chill.... Of course, mercury retrograde doesn't control the weather, so as for as screwing my day, it was fine as long as I stayed in one place. After all, mercury retrograde is only about technological mishaps, travel issues and communication snafus...Fast forward to the end of the day, and getting to the train just in time to watch it leave, missing the last one for the next two hours. Didn't even fight it, took defense back at the beach and had margaritas...
By the time we got the train and smoothly rode back, all giggly and chill, thought I was home free, until I got to my place to realize there was a funky smell in my apartment. Oh, yum, seems my toilet was clogged with a bouillabaisse of my shit, piss and wads of TP. Why I had to see the corn from yesterday's BBQ floating about like cereal was only the final touches to my day. With no option, hopped on my bike at 12:30 am to find a plunger. Who the hell would of suspected everyone in NYC would suddenly celebrate Labor Day and close their fucking stores, leaving NYC to feel like Greenville, Kentucky??? Whatever, perseverance got me through and by 3:00 a.m. after literally dealing with all my shit, was able to go to bed...One day down, 22 more to go.
On a less cranky note, Mercury retrogrades are periods to put the past to rest...Although summer 2009 isn't technically over, for the most part it is. Sucks...but here are some of those delightful remembrances to forever cherish:
My fave people watching beach game: homo-erotic best friends or gay lovers? You decide.
Sexy summer style.
Awkward summer romances.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Full Moon in Pisces
Fuck logic.
Mercury retrograde goes into full effect in 3 days, which means chaos is in the air. Prior to mercury's stall, there's a period before and after for a week that can fuck things up just the same, it’s called the shadow. So, since mercury is the planet of communication, all things in danger of being aggravated deal with that and a plethora of things can go wrong; here is a partial list:
• Computer breakdowns (Back-up your files!!!!)
• People from the past returning (Screen calls!!!!)
• Decisions being reversed (Don't count on anything!!!)
• Miscommunications (Double check everything!!!)
• Travel delays (Don't plan a tight schedule!!!)
• Negotiation slowdowns (Be flexible!!!)
• Lost items (Don't be stupid!!!)
Of course, it’s not always a dismal thing, sometimes reunions are good and going back to edit/redo things is perfect…But more times than not, they’re frustrating, like a window of happenings that brings out your brattiest self. Sucks.
Today, my Ipod fell into a fountain. Somehow, at this café, it slipped off the table and was dangling by the headphone jack above water. When I went to grab it, the jack detached and in it went, sinking right to the bottom. At first nothing was wrong, then the screen got funky and now it won’t respond to touch. It’s like a fucking metaphor for my life… Whatever the case, it’s like I can’t even get away from this craziness even if I tried. The retrograde is happening and this astrology shit works. Fuck logic.
Mercury retrograde goes into full effect in 3 days, which means chaos is in the air. Prior to mercury's stall, there's a period before and after for a week that can fuck things up just the same, it’s called the shadow. So, since mercury is the planet of communication, all things in danger of being aggravated deal with that and a plethora of things can go wrong; here is a partial list:
• Computer breakdowns (Back-up your files!!!!)
• People from the past returning (Screen calls!!!!)
• Decisions being reversed (Don't count on anything!!!)
• Miscommunications (Double check everything!!!)
• Travel delays (Don't plan a tight schedule!!!)
• Negotiation slowdowns (Be flexible!!!)
• Lost items (Don't be stupid!!!)
Of course, it’s not always a dismal thing, sometimes reunions are good and going back to edit/redo things is perfect…But more times than not, they’re frustrating, like a window of happenings that brings out your brattiest self. Sucks.
Today, my Ipod fell into a fountain. Somehow, at this café, it slipped off the table and was dangling by the headphone jack above water. When I went to grab it, the jack detached and in it went, sinking right to the bottom. At first nothing was wrong, then the screen got funky and now it won’t respond to touch. It’s like a fucking metaphor for my life… Whatever the case, it’s like I can’t even get away from this craziness even if I tried. The retrograde is happening and this astrology shit works. Fuck logic.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Mercury in the 5th
Brimming creativity.
My latest notebook!
Tsunami Surprise: This is a day which no eye had seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined.
My latest notebook!
Tsunami Surprise: This is a day which no eye had seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined.
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