Let’s take a breather from house ranting and discuss my horoscope in this weeks Gazette.
A heterosexual man who is seeking a partner often doesn’t want a woman to be complete unto herself; he hopes she’ll feel inadequate and lost without him. Similarly, many hetero women demand that their men absolutely dependent on them. Those of the gay persuasion aren’t necessarily any different; quite a few also prefer their consorts to be unable to thrive alone. But there are also plenty of people who want their intimate relationships to be an alliance of strong, equal, independent partners. Where do you stand on this issue, Scorpio? It’s an ideal time for you to cultivate a longing for a bond in which you are complete unto yourself and your partner is complete unto himself or herself.
now, anyone who knows me, or who has been reading for any amount of time here at the Circus knows where I stand on that issue. I never bought into the Jerry Maguire crap of,”you complete me” In fact, I think I gagged when I first saw that scene. Oh good grief, right? Get your own shit together and be happy. I’ll do the same and then let’s find each other and laugh ourselves off into the sunset. Not too unrealistic, ya think?
I’m not saying be perfect. Or be completely self realized. There needs to be growth (dirty!) and work involved. That’s great. I’m just saying that i don’t buy into that whole one person/soul-mate/completion equals happiness thing. I think it’s dangerous and scary.
As far as cultivating a longing, well color me DONE!! with that task. I think I’ve talked about the longing enough for God, the Universe and each of you to be sick of it by now. It’s nice, though, that my little horoscope guy finally recognized me and got on the bandwagon!
I woke up at 4:15 again this morning running a list thru my head starting with this thought:
Holy shit. I don’t have a shower curtain or towels save one!or a bar or those littel curtain hangie thingys! And if I have to use part of savings to do the closing, what the fuck????? Then I had a vision of all of us, ALL OF US sitting in my little house in lawn chairs. the cheap plastic criss cross kind that leave those lines on the back of your thighs. Sitting in my living room playing guitar hero because Spence was kind enough to bring the game over.
The one good thing about going to Arkansas is mom always, ALWAYS has sleeping meds. the good kind. Im going to take a fistfull when I get there tomorrow night.