I thought I should tell a story to honor today’s Jupiter’s conjunction to Moon in aspect to the Sun in Leo (creativity).  This one will do because it’s off the wall and leads to unexpected places, thanks to commenter, Dan.

I am sorry to say that, Dan got pissed off one day and left the blog. I miss him but what can I do?

I am 15 years old in this story and wrote it in 2009.

(swearing below the break)

Continue reading Elsa P And The Cat Burglar

I wrote this on my original blog in 2003.  It picks up this story and the Neptune fog here is just extreme, fake girlfriend on down…

I’d been in the bar eight or ten times. I was hell on wheels at the rink by now. Sometimes I’d stay for the first song of the second set. The Who’s “Goin’ Mobile”.

I liked that song. I liked to hear it but sometimes I couldn’t manage because I was not that interested in the bar hijinks. Know what I mean? I was a very old teenager. I had worked in a bar so long; there was nothing new to see. I’d get sad and I’d get bored. Everyone was meeting and mating, you know? Ack.

Continue reading Pining For Reuben – And Then What Happened?

I wrote about pining over, Reuben in the Fantasy Love post. I thought I’d elaborate on this story because it’s a good one.

I was pining over, Reuben at 19 years old,  after learning that my husband (that I am married to now) had married someone else. I was so obliterated by that I did not date for anyone for 6 months which is eons at that age and also for someone like me who really likes to be with man.

In whatever case, I didn’t have a man but I did have, Reuben, who wore white pants by the way and I knew I was fantasizing.  I am telling you I was utterly and totally conscious of what I was doing which may be hard to believe for a 19-year-old but I’ll tell you how I knew.

Continue reading Pining Over Reuben, Continued

I don’t remember when I wrote this. 2003, maybe, but it takes place when I was 19 years old and Saturn was in Libra as it is now. I thought it would be interesting to put this up here as it is rife with Saturn in Libra themes like boundaries, manners, social control…plus it’s entertaining.

The back story here is that I had recently found out that my boyfriend (my current husband) had married someone else and not only that, his wife was pregnant. I was devastated but this story takes place about 3 or 4 months later.

Continue reading Saturn In Libra Circa Early 1980′s: Read And Laugh And Learn

My husband used to haul copper it’s a high value load, people love to steal. That was a few years ago and the problem has increased since.

Here someone died in the process of attempting to steal copper when they grabbed a live wire.

A neighborhood in Sacramento is leaving the lights on 24 hours a day to deter thieves from stealing the wires.

I think this is in odd contrast to Colorado Springs, CO who turns off the lights because they can’t afford to turn them on and wonder if we’re not going to wind up in the dark one way or the other.
Continue reading 8th House Stories: Copper Thieves – Death By Electrocution

I was cruising facebook for the first time in a month and someone linked this video, Bad Moon Rising.

I have a strong association with the song though I never listened to it even once, independently. I used to hear all the time though.

My high school boyfriend’s older brother liked Creedence Clearwater Revival. The music blared from the apartment where he lived and liked to brood. His apartment was attached the house where the rest of the family lived, this is why I knew of him though he never so much as grunted at me, I was 13 years old.This is an Aries story by the way, you’ll see.
Continue reading A Story That Still Bugs Me Out

I don’t know why I am thinking about this now. I don’t know if I should think about it, stop thinking about it, write about it or what.

It could be that I have some time freed up and I am becoming creative again. It could be I’m a dumb ass because really, no one should admit to this stuff but here I go. Blame my Leo Venus square Neptune and it’s lack of discretion.

In whatever case, Annalisa told me years ago (like 20 years ago), that I was living my movie and I didn’t even know it. HQ told me (along with many others) my life was a screenplay and I’ll tell you something – I don’t believe anything anyone tells me. I listen to it. I think it’s interesting but I don’t absorb feedback to speak up regardless if it is good or bad. I do know this much: Whatever someone thinks or feels about me, it is likely to change so these opinions are all very fleeting. If you hate me, I won’t hold you to that and if you love me, same thing.
Continue reading Another Embarassing Story: Where The Heart Is

Working on our taxes, I became frustrated so decided to have one of the German beers in the fridge, I bought on a lark a few weeks ago. I drank half the bottle, quickly which means I’m half-drunk and I called my husband.

“Yeah, it’s weird to read this book at different ages.” Mans Search for Meaning
Continue reading Perceptions, Victimhood, Neptune And Storytelling

I spoke with Annalisa about our days spent pulling weeds in the desert and recorded some of our conversation in the comments on the original post if you missed that. She vividly recalls this and when I talk to my oldest sister next, I think I’ll ask her impressions too.

One thing that struck me in writing the story and then again when I was talking to Annalisa was that I had not a jaded bone in my body back then. I was just doing my work, my personality independent from my sisters.

I mentioned we’d discuss who if anyone might go back to the house and remind someone we were out there and we’d have never sent me. I was considered too stupid. As a six year old, there would be no way to get it right and I was relieved at this as I had no desire to go to the house and be rejected, do you blame me?

Continue reading A Story Only Three Could Tell – Afterthoughts About Roots And Differing Standards