A Passing Oblivion

What I really would like, what I really would enjoy, is an astrology program that calculates one's natal chart and *then* calculates the most ideal partner's chart. Then I could spend the rest of my time working dutifully at my own wittle wife's poipose, waiting for the ideal person to trip over me at the supermarket. Grrr. 
 
Shoulda been an accountant. Or an actress; my sense of drama is paralleled only by my wish for fathoms of lovey-dovey crap! Augh! 
 
Funny how "Augh" is only a Charlie Brown and Snoopy sound. It is not a people sound, real people do not express feelings in terms of "augh!". Therefore, this is only a cartoon and I am a silly caricature. Blame the cartoonist for my faults! Rip my page out and turn me into a paper airplane. Give my nose a twist, and I'll twirl. 
 
Epilogue with Breakfast: Joie de vivre and blood sugar are intricately and mysteriously connected. It's good to be alive and recklessly swept away in possibility.

last modified Jun 4, 2002 at 8:43

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You know it, sister. (`;

31052 | posted by Fafner on June 5, 2002 at 4:29

Who said that? {grins} Jessica Rabbit?

30943 | posted by stoica1117 on June 4, 2002 at 13:17

I'm not bad; I'm just drawn that way.

30908 | posted by Fafner on June 4, 2002 at 9:17