It's like that bumper sticker says on the back of your car....

My other car is a genius car. Wait, no, I mean, one day at a time.

I got to work surprisingly early, probably because I woke up earlier than usual and feared going back to sleep and feeling even worse when the second alarm went off. Right now I'm surprisingly chipper and awake. Must be the coffee.

Today I'm compromising by checking my e-mail and writing in livejournal, than I will read livejournal later in the morning when I've actually completed some work projects.

I don't have the wherewithal to compose an entire entry detailing my weekend. So here's a quick recap:
1. Friday night gig had a rough start with tiredness and mild illness and several fuck-ups while spinning, but it ended surprisingly well with a fun crowd of folks off the street who preferred my hiphop to house. This makes me happy.
2. Saturday was a long journey to the airport than afterward driving around the sidestreets to avoid highway traffic, singing Queensryche and 10,000 Maniacs at the top of my lungs with the windows down feeling like I was 17. In the evening I was a big fag who ate oreos and watched the Martha Stewart movie. In between I bought Sophie a muzzle. The night ended with hot luxurious sex.
3. Moping. Dozing. Porn. Not answering the phone or returning calls. Shaving my head which motivated me to leave the house and commit retail therapy in the form of grocery shopping. Managed to pull myself together and arrive at Liza's graduation dinner right on time. The food was excellent and her friends are cool -- they got her Payless Shoes and Walgreens gift cards. I was envious. Afterwards I headed up to Sparky's for a brainstorming session that involved watching the movie Thelma & Louise.

Yesterday while going up and down the aisles of Jewel I decided that the next person who asks me how I'm doing would receive the answer of "cripplingly depressed". Alas, no one asked. Which is not unusual since I was out running errands alone with a dead cell phone battery. After food shopping I upgraded my status to "just okay" where it remained for the rest of the evening (which is helpful since I was interacting with people and didn't want to bring the rest of the world down).

I realized on the phone with wearemany that the probable cause of my Sunday depression (in addition to things like New Moon, eclipse, nicotine withdrawal, and typical Sunday evening depression that appears when I remember I must work the next day) was my lack of alone-time and down time in the past three weeks -- every day I've constantly been around people and/or been extremely social and active. Luckily this weekend I was able to alleviate this problem a little, by having several hours alone on Saturday and yesterday, but I still think I'm operating in a deficit. Normally when I'm feeling up and together, my time home is supremely efficient -- I can do laundry, wash dishes, change sheets and play with the dog, all while taking breaks to watch music videos and The Learning Channel. But this weekend it would take me two hours to get motivated to clean off the coffee table. Then I would have to nap so I could get the energy to take the dog out. Needless to say, the loads of laundry did not get done at the rate I operated. It's almost like I need to just spend countless hours in a row doing nothing but being in my apartment before I can take that next step of doing things in the apartment. What can I say, I'm a Cancer. I need time to lounge on the couch and putter and be a homebody. I don't even necessarily have to do it alone, I just need to do it, even if it's only for a couple hours a week.

And guess who called in sick today after being out of town for the weekend, supposedly with food poisoning? Typical. Which means I get to play phone sex operator this morning.

Um, hi, Astrocenter scares me. In a good way.

Your Weekly Horoscope for June 02 to 08

Dear RAYMOND,
This is a big week, as Saturn finally moves out of Gemini and into your sign. This means an end to the confusion that has dogged your love life for some time now. You may have felt you would never be happy in a love relationship, but as Saturn has now moved into the section of your chart associated with birth and new beginnings, you may be able to guess what is going to happen next. Just as you thought it was all over, it may only just be about to truly begin. Of course this brings added responsibility and also real commitment. It might not be too long before you find yourself tied down in another way. Only this time it will be because you want it to happen. Hopefully, your days of confusion are over at last. The Sun is in Gemini, and makes a trine to Neptune over the week, so you still have plenty of dreams to share, and a few to keep for yourself as well. This is the beginning of a profitable phase, when you will be able to put a lot of your plans into action. You have control of the reins after a period in which you felt you were being buffeted around by an uncontrollable tide. Things are beginning to make sense.

[Um, yeah, because I'm just going to pretend I was NOT thinking about related ideas all weekend. Yeah, that's it. Except I can't because that would be lying and besides the outlook is supremely positive which I was trying to tell myself anyway but it's nice to have it reinforced.]

I'm reading my monthly horoscope now. Apparently Saturn is entering my sign this month for the first time in 29 years. I figure about the time it leaves will also be my personal Saturn Returns period. I think I need to read a book on Saturn if it's going to be so up in my grill.

( more horoscope, my monthly forecast from AstrologyZone.com )