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Wed 1 Dec, 2004 09:33 pm
My horoscope for the week:
CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): In his book, The Secrets and Mysteries of Hawaii, Pila Chiles recounts the advice given him by an Indian holy man: "If you have lost the business, your house, and wife, after you have been pronounced terminally ill and life has dealt you the worst blows, there is only one duty left. That is to crawl over to the nearest mirror, hoist yourself up, look deeply into it with your last breath, and say aloud seven times: 'Cock-a-doodle-doo!'" No matter how low you might feel, Capricorn, you have to admit that your problems aren't even 1 percent as serious as that. You should find it relatively easy, then, to go to a mirror right now and crow "cock-a-doodle-doo!" seven times. Please do.
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Thanks, k. I'm a Capricorn, too, and this was advice I badly needed right about now. (Trouble is, Latvian roosters don't say 'cock-a-doodle-doo.' They say 'kickeri-goo.' Don't ask me why. Weird language.)
Okay, then, I'll add one Kickeri-goo
lol and for my fellow capricorns
I'm sittin alone, Saturday night, watching the Late Late Show.
A bottle of wine, some cigarettes, I got no place to go.
Well, I saw your other man today; he was wearing my brand new shoes, And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.
Well, I met my old friend Bob today from up in Bowling Green;
He had the prettiest little gal that I'd ever seen.
But I couldn't hide my tears at all, cause she looked just like you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.
Now everybody tells me there's other ways to get high.
They don't seem to understand I'm too far gone to try.
Now these lonely memories, they're all I can't lose,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.
Well my dog died just yesterday and left me all alone.
The finance company dropped by today and repossessed my home.
That's just a drop in the bucket compared to losing you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.
Got the Down to Seeds and Stems again Blues.
I'm a taurus, so I'll treat myself to seven digeridoos, and maybe a Hail Mary.
Ooh, timely!
(I don't believe in horoscopes, I don't believe in horoscopes, I don't believe...) (That's me trying to convince myself...)
It seems to be striking some chords. I tell myself the same thing all the time, Soz.
Merry Andrew wrote:Thanks, k. I'm a Capricorn, too, and this was advice I badly needed right about now. (Trouble is, Latvian roosters don't say 'cock-a-doodle-doo.' They say 'kickeri-goo.' Don't ask me why. Weird language.)
ditto
and you know i been going through a hellva lot
Well, hopefully the mirror isn't too far away for you, Husker. Hope it helps.
WE Virgos crawl up to the mirror and merely whimper.
did i tell about the Friday a couple weekes ago?
1. fell down the stairs at my home
1. almost got killed in a car wreck less tha 1/4 mile from the house
3. real crappy day at the office
4, went to the hospital and ended up in the shape I am now
cock-a-doodle-doo
I didn't hear about the stairs or the almost car accident!
Edgar, whimper? You?
ps that was Friday the 12th cause i was joking that the calender was screwed up with leap year and crap and it was really supposed to be Friday the 13th
littlek wrote:I didn't hear about the stairs or the almost car accident!
didn't really tell anyone cause my kid reported in while I was in the hospital
But, not about that, eh? Your kid did good.
Here's my horoscope from a LEGIT source, theonion:
LIBRA:
No, baboons do not understand human speech. You just happened to run across an angry one who could read your snotty body language.
Good 'un, Slappy.
Soz, belief or lack of belief in astrology and horoscopes has nothing to do with it. This is all about preening one's tail feathers and giving out with a loud KICKERIGOO!! ... er...cockamamie...er...cockadoodle...whatever.
Actually, Virgos don't whimper. We just bedevil the bejabbers out of people with our attention to small irrelevant details.
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