Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): The astrological factors coming to bear on you right now are uproarious yet profound; they’re mischievous, intense, and catalytic. In alignment with this spirit, I’ve composed your horoscope by channeling appropriate bumper sticker slogans. Repeat the following affirmations frequently, Taurus, or print them on pieces of paper and tape them to your back.

“Don’t follow me; I’m following my bliss.”
“I’m not tense — just terribly, terribly alert.”
“I don’t suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.”
“I’m talking to myself — please don’t eavesdrop.”
“Don’t worry — it only seems kinky the first time.”
“Warning: I have an Attitude and I know how to use it.”

Breathe.

I have my car back. The starter has been replaced, and the dealership actually gave the car back to me *fixed* this time.

I have taken the test for the National City position. I should be recieving a call either tomorrow or the next day about an interview.

I’m currently attempting to get in contact with , which is patently impossible. Damnit.

I’m about to go and get my two front tires replaced, because you can see the little metal bits. Heh. THESE two I’m getting replaced BEFORE they go flat.

Getting there.

Telephone interview with National City – Accomplished.
Written Test for Teller position – Scheduled. Tomorrow afternoon, 1:00 PM, Manpower.

Car diagnosed – dead starter. Will be fixed by tomorrow morning.

Still haven’t shaved or done homework. Naughty me.

I feel a bit guilty about the snow outside. I mean, everybody else wants sun and warmth and that sort of thing… and I rejoice at this kind of weather. So I feel a bit guilty.

I have warm tea, though, and that is comforting. Even though the snow is still coming down.

They said they won’t be able to look at my car until later today. Looks like I’ll be taking the bus to class or bumming a ride. Maybe ordering in food, since I’m out of groceries. No, wait, I have chicken. I can make lemon pepper chicken again. Heh. That solves dinner, but I dunno about lunch. Whatever. I’ll figure something out.

I’ll probably spend the rest of this morning on homework, reading Mage books, and finishing a letter to . I should shave, too.