Friday, February 20, 2009

Astrology muses

My natal sun sits on the galactic center at 26 degrees Sagittarius. Mmm, I always knew I was the center of the universe.
My husband has his Sun conjunct Algol. This is the worst star in the heavens. He was also born on Friday the 13th.
He has had his leg amputated, wounded by an accidental gunshot, had everything he owned stolen from him, was in prison for contempt of court for cursing while speaking to a judge about a speeding ticket he didn't think he should pay, a piece of hay seriously wounded him in the right eye while hauling hay, was denied disabilty because he waited too long, (did you know there was a time limit? We didn't.), had a hammer fall on his forehead, accidently hit a light pole and then had to pay for it, was in bed for weeks because he hurt his back moving a refrigerator, set the yard on fire and accidently stabbed himself in the hand. He does not believe in the stars or in bad luck! He is always cheerful when he is working on some wood but what does a women do with eighteen jewelry boxes? I said, try to make something else please!

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