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Ticket to Ride
Feb. 8th, 2004 02:38 pmYour focus today, dear Virgo, is likely to be on learning. Something you've been wanting to study for a long time may finally seem within your grasp. Perhaps money makes this possible, or perhaps you've finally settled on a workable course of action. Travel might also be involved. So, if you've been thinking about going back to school, get everything started today. If you do, you'll probably attain exactly what you want through education. Go for it!
Word.
Last night was the lovely and fantastic Kathleen's birthday party, at which I met a cat named Lars with a broken leg. I was glad that someone quickly mentioned that the leg was broken, because I thought that maybe it was just completely missing. Phil used to tell us about a three-legged dog named Tripod and since then it's been difficult to maintain the correct amount of sympathy for three-legged animals. Fortunately, Lars is intact and healing. Aside from that, I got to say "and the moral of this story is never play twister with a boy named David, a blowup doll named Mr. Stud, and a can of Easy Cheese" and that, my friends, is something that I never get tired of saying. I'm occasionally sad that my adolescense wasn't more interesting, but then when I tell stories like that one I realize that maybe things were a bit zanier than I had originally realized.
And any youth that can be referred to as 'zany' is a-ok with me.
I think that maybe my vocation is detective.
Word.
Last night was the lovely and fantastic Kathleen's birthday party, at which I met a cat named Lars with a broken leg. I was glad that someone quickly mentioned that the leg was broken, because I thought that maybe it was just completely missing. Phil used to tell us about a three-legged dog named Tripod and since then it's been difficult to maintain the correct amount of sympathy for three-legged animals. Fortunately, Lars is intact and healing. Aside from that, I got to say "and the moral of this story is never play twister with a boy named David, a blowup doll named Mr. Stud, and a can of Easy Cheese" and that, my friends, is something that I never get tired of saying. I'm occasionally sad that my adolescense wasn't more interesting, but then when I tell stories like that one I realize that maybe things were a bit zanier than I had originally realized.
And any youth that can be referred to as 'zany' is a-ok with me.
I think that maybe my vocation is detective.
