you wandered down the lane and far away, leaving me a love that cannot die.

And now it's time for the breakdown:

CANCER (Jun 21-Jul 22): You crave security that may be missing from your current life, and as the weekend approaches, your thoughts drift to the future. You daydream about a time when things are more stable than they are now—a time when you feel safe both at work and at home. Bring your thoughts back to the present and concentrate on what you have, rather than what you don’t.

And remarkably enough, in a similar vein, here's the buddhist meditation for the day:

All that we are is the result of our thoughts; it is founded on our thoughts and made up of our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world. If you speak or act with a harmful thought, trouble will follow you as the wheel follows the ox that draws the cart.All that we are is the result of our thoughts; it is founded on our thoughts and made up of our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world. If you speak or act with a harmonious thought, happiness will follow you as your own shadow, never leaving you.
-Dhammapada

I couldn't make this accurate isht up if I tried.

I was sorta late for work because MelRo and I were having such good wonderful and productive chats this morning. But it's Friday, so what the hell -- I'm not supposed to be at work on time.

Last night, I had a dream involving justaboi. And it was so...nice. I can't remember the details of the narrative, only the feelings, which were warm and fuzzy. I think I was really attracted to him and pursuing, but it also had the feel of the beginning of a dating relationship. Like I knew that he liked me, but I was still trying to win him over and feeling very flirty and bashful. I remember something about us planning on going to the beach, but a lot of the dream took place in a department store. JCPenney, to be exact.

That detail will be extra funny to limenal, since we were watching the VH1 countdown on one-hit wonders, and Vicki Sue Robinson busted out with the Penney's jingle in her commentary segment. I was also quoting Professor Frink right before going to bed (Lisa: "A gift certificate to JCPenney?" Frink: "You'll love their slacks."), so apparantly I had childhood malls on the brain or something.

I'm somewhat amused by the response we got for yesterday postings about how we first met. I guess we're not very mushy on your livejournals -- chalk it up to rarely engaging in public shows of affection, I guess. Because we're definitely goofy and scary and gooey and cutesy possibly creepy when it's just the two of us, but we refrain from exposing that to the rest of the world. We're really trying to protect you, dear reader. Because who wants to read that stuff on a daily basis?

I should go find an online Mother's Day postcard to send to my mom.

look at the card!!

Damon called me from the tarot convention and mentioned that he just walked by Rachel Pollack, but hadn't gotten a chance to introduce himself yet. I told him I should have sent my well-worn Haindl book with him to get her autograph. Then I said, no, why don't you just tell her that we use books all the time and think she absolutely rocks? That would mean more to me than some signature.

I can get "starstruck" about such random people. I met Margaret Cho briefly, and she seemed cool and all, but she didn't make me nervous like Amber Hollibaugh did. Who? Exactly. Well, wearemany knows who she is, but she's met all the cool New York magazine writer folks, so she doesn't count (only kidding, love!). I guess in most cases, like in the Amber example, I'm not truly starstruck as I'm genuinely interested in the work they've produced and want to talk to them about it, rather than the sensation of intially seeing a "celebrity" in person which creates that strange brain firing of neurons, that signal that says "familiar person in front of you" and makes me start to smile and say "hey, how's it going" but then I realize that's Julianne Moore talking to a friend on the streets of the Village, not some woman I met at a party last week. But it's the same sort of adrenal rush of familiarity for both. Funny how brains work. Well, my own brain -- that's all I can truly vouch for.

In other news, tonight we may finally go see Panic Room, and I just received a phone call confirming equipment rental for my gig next weekend. Unfortunately I'll have to pick it up, so I might need to a make a reservation with limenal's car rental service. I hope I can get a discount. So all's well that end's well on this sunny friday afternoon, and special thanks to those nice folks who've left me some nice comments recently and helped the day be brighter.