I wrote tomorrow’s forecast promising people they would not be bored. I just learned that Vidroid is being picked on in school, the kid is huge, he is my size. While I have already taken steps to resolve this diplomatically, the soldier explained how Vid could break the kids nose, do this, this, this and then this (hurt him badly) regardless of his size which was eye opening and disturbing.  Because while I have Libra and want peaceful resolution always, this kid is huge and had Vid up against the lockers today, choking him, so hey.

The mother, the father or the dean at school can take care of this and I hope they do. But if they don’t, there is going to be a fight, my kid is going to win and the bully is going to learn you ought to be careful who you bully.  What I am not going to have is my kid serve as some little bastard’s punching bag all year, especially when he outweighs him by 50 pounds!

On other fronts, the soldier said I have a tumor based on what I described seeing on one of the ultrasounds today.  It is NOT on my blessed ovary!  He looked stupendously concerned which I hate.  You don’t want Scorpio worried about you, see. It’s nerve wracking.

“Even if it’s a tumor, you should not worry. My family grows tumors all the time (Jupiter) and they are…”

“It could be benign,” he said.

“Yeah. We grow tumors all over all the time… have them taken out all over our body, they are all benign so if it is a tumor it is still probably nothing so don’t be getting to concerned.”

“I’m not too concerned,” he said with his face swirling, a dead giveaway of a lie.

“You are deeply concerned and I know it.”

“I am not deeply concerned..” swirl, swirl, swirl.

He really is worried and I really am not. If I am dying, I am going to do it right here on this blog, I’ll tell you that.  But boy are we strung differently when it comes to this.  Later, his concern came up again.

“I am not really worried,” I said.

“I know you’re not worried, P, but you’re out of your mind half the time. You live in the land of flowers,” he said.

‘Well, yes. Yes, I do and for good reason and with good result.”

Meanwhile, he wonders if he might enter Dora in a dog show. “I’ll have her on a leash and be trying to get her to jump over the thing. I”m not jumping over a thing, you dumb ass. That’s what Dora will say.”

Point is, there is chaos out there. Gold went up almost $100 today.  Oh yeah, babe. Things are normal, they’re normal as pie.