"As a Cancer, you need a settled home life." No! You don't say?!

Dude, I'm totally being stalked by Sara Freder.

I love how I'm all up and into astrology, but for some reason clairovoyants freak me out. I mean, obviously this person is a bit of an over-the-top hardcore-about-marketing-herself example of one, but I know my reactions it part of my strange aversion to them in general. Though that aversion is not as nearly as strong as my one towards Dave Matthews.

Anyway, here's my october forecast from AstrologyZone for posterity sake.

( it's possibly long and boring unless you're a Cancer too )

Still there's no place I'd rather be, cause nothing even matters to me.

I fell for one of those hotmail romance quizzes, something about "will your love last?" -- not because I'm having some sort of relationship crisis but just because I was curious and a sucker. But I didn't quite expect the quiz to be so craptastic. The questions were along the lines of "How does he/she introduce you?" and the choices were a) as a friend; b) as a close friend; c) as the love of their life; or d) they act like we don't know each other in public. Then at the end of these four or five deep questions, they gave you a score and an explanation of how to deal with it. I love how the highest score category said something like "congratulations! your love is a solid as a rock," but I could have answered the quiz using information from past relationships (or hell, past tricks or flirtations) and gotten that score, just because the relationships were fairly functional even if not long-lasting. I mean, who introduces their boyfriend/girlfriend as just a friend, even when you're mad/bored/upset with them?

Sometimes when I read stuff like this, I feel really bad for average straight people. Is it really that horrible out there? Are people really taking quizzes to find out that their relationships won't last because their partner never wants to spend time with them, doesn't want to sleep with them, and doesn't introduce them when out in public? Is it somehow not obvious?

I'm leaving work shortly to go to the doctor to get a shot and discuss self-injecting. Yeah, I've been on hormones for nearly three years (my boy birthday is October 24th!) and I've never done the needle myself. Both of my doctors have been more hands-on types who monitored me, plus it just seemed cheaper insurance-wise. Now since my doctor isn't conveniently located, I'm getting off schedule. I might even start injecting half-doses weekly rather than biweekly, if I get the hang of it. I'm rather excited and scared by the prospect of shooting myself, though I know plenty have gone before me and done it just fine.

Later tonight I'll be meeting limenal in Wicker Park for a trip to Quimby's and a dinner that may or may not include potstickers. I'm actually more excited about Quimby's though I know how much she loves the potsticker.

Right now I just want to take a nap. This day started off well enough, but the afternoon has proved rather boring.