Relating astrology to real life
With a packed 8th house, I have spent my life attracting and repelling people and then today I saw something *I* thought was repulsive. It was a bumper sticker and it said this: “Some Days I Hate Being Me But Then I Smile Because I Am Not You” Now what does that say? I suck […]
I have had a life time of hair complaints. Dating a Leo and decide to cut your hair? He will probably leave you! Scott went berserk when I sent him a picture of me with “boy hair” after thirteen years. He accused me of deliberately sending him the most un-sexy picture I could (rather than
When you make videos (particularly about astrology) you leave yourself open to all kinds of abuse. But today was the livin’ end for my Venus in Leo when a Virgo dropped by one of my videos to ask, ‘Don’t you ever brush your hair?” I responded, “Er… no”. Because matter of fact I don’t even own
From the comments Voice Of Mars (With A Scorpio Moon) On Women, I wrote: “He means the women deliver more pain then they realize… the men keep a straight / poker face.” dukkha asked “…is the straight poker face a ‘male’ thing or a ‘scorpio moon’ thing?” dukkha, it’s moon for sure, but I think
Yesterday I walked into the living room just as the soldier who was watching TV, burst out in a loud guffaw. “What is it?” I asked. “What are you watching?” “Our life,” he said. “It’s our life on here.” I never watch TV but I walked around to glance at the screen. “Fifty First Dates”
I stated on the Paul Newman post that I have had the ambition to not only live well but to die well and Jessica asked: “Why do you say 8 years old, Elsa? Isn’t that about the age you got into astrology, too?” Jessica, it is. For this Capricorn rising, 8 years old (give or
I just told someone I was “armed and dangerous… even with a Libra Mars.” It felt funny just to write that although it is true. Libra is just so damned offended by Mars and I have been meaning to do a video on this for months. And I ought to do it today since my
“I’m a steely-eyed killer,” the soldier said happily. “Yeah? What are you doing with a piece of fluff like me?” “Oh, I don’t know. I can’t help it. I’m like Judge Roy Bean and you’re… what was her name? You’re the gal he loved. He just loved her to no end. Lillie Langtry, that was
