Letters from Heather

Weird, the "stars" seem to recognize the predicament I'm already in. Check it.

Astroyogi: Someone important may misunderstand you. Keep things clear and simple on your side so that you can`t be blamed. Be cautious and explain your side of the story with tact. If this person means anything to you personally or professionally, you make must make special effort to not fall out with them, as it may affect you in future in more ways than one. No good will come of arguing.

Y! Astrology: Oh, here we go. Someone who obviously doesn't know you -- or doesn't know how close they can come to trouble with a few badly placed words -- has decided to push your buttons, just to see what will happen. After they manage to close their mouth, they'll probably want to apologize. Whether or not you allow them to is up to you. But it would be generous, at this point.

Tarot: You won't get far today if you expect something for nothing, so it would be wise to decide what you're willing to give in return for what you want. You don't win extra points by ending up with more; in fact, negotiations will be tricky if you act in a greedy manner. Instead of trying to squeeze too much out of the situation at someone else's expense, turn it into a game where everyone wins.

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Totally don't know if that's how it goes. My birthday started off with weird dreams; dreams that had something to do with...oh, drat, I can't remember at this point. I should make a better effort to record them like I used to. Just making the effort really works for me when it comes to remembering my dreams, but lately I've been so lazy about everything it's been left behind in the dust. So anyway, lot's of rain this morning in the windy city, and lot's of darkness. Came into work feeling just 100% crabby, lost a parking space I was trying to snag as another coworker that came in the back lot stole it right in front of me.

Hey, this super bitter coffee is actually pretty good once you add creme, sugar, and at least two sticks of chocolate to it.

Anyway, royally blah morning so far, though my uncle did just wish me happy birthday by email. I wonder if he actually remembered it was today, or if he talked to my dad today. I seriously think Dad forgot when my birthday was, the birthday of his oldest child forgotten. Haha. How life destroys our memory and makes even the most "special" occasions as ordinary as any other Wednesday.

As I'm working here this morning with the same music on my pod, I'm beginning to consider buying an iPod Nano for myself, much like Zach did. Now, darn it, we could have gifted each other a Nano! If only I'd known that you'd secretly converted to the ways of Apple products. I thought you still hated the fact that your shuffle was an "i-Pod" and not just a "Pod". Then again, you did sort of informally execute the shuffle with your dad's Ford F-150 pick-up, so...

Got three more 'cheevos last night on Modern Warfare 2. I'm honestly surprised I haven't spoiled the story to anyone else, then again the only person that was freaking out about the possibility of me spoiling it is the only one still playing campaign (or at least, the only one I know still playing campaign that actually wants to finish the campaign, Billy for reasons beyond me hates MW2 as much as I disliked ODST. perhaps more)--and he's playing the PC version on a defunct laptop. So I don't know what I'll do tonight, probably start that new Niffenegger book if I can get through the end of H.G.-dawg's The Invisible Man. Hope you all have a better Wednesday than I am. Hugs and kisses (psyche! I never kiss anybody but Zach) Heather.

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From Tarot.com,
Scorpio
By Rick Levine
You are standing at a fork in the road and you must choose whether to take the difficult route or the easy one. On the surface, it seems like a straightforward decision, but the path before you is a winding one, obscuring your vision. No matter where you want to go now, you'll have a better chance of reaching your destination if you stick to the map. Ultimately, it's not about picking your level of difficulty; it's about simplifying your life.

It's too bad this makes no sense, my life is already ridiculously simplified. Sleep, eat, work, eat, work, rest, eat, sleep. Rinse and repeat.

From Astroyogi.com
Participation in group activities is highlighted today. You`ll meet new people and position yourself well either in your workplace or in your social circle. This will help you enlarge your circle of friends and contacts, in addition to the fact that you`ll get to see life from a whole new perspective!

Good thing I went to the YA Book Club at work today during lunch, wait, no I didn't. Oops.

From Y! Astrology.
You definitely have a way with words -- but today's astrological additives will magnify your verbal dexterity tenfold. If you've been meaning to make amends, reveal a secret or just get something off your chest, well clear your throat and start talking. It couldn't be a better time to set yourself up for success -- you'll triumph in all your communicative endeavors.

Actually did the above and it ended up pissed me off so much I nearly cried. How lame.

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I'm really sick of a lot of things. And I can't help but blog about it, if even just briefly and ambiguously. But damn do some people on this earth really shut me down and make me scream. I wish I knew how to let go, but it's so hard once it becomes a recurring thing. And jealously is perhaps my biggest fault, perhaps greater than my hatred, and it really tears me apart. How screwed up it is. 'Suppose I ought to play more Modern Warfare, but I'm afraid it'll only make me more furious.

I just, didn't plan this life the way I should have. I really thought things would fall into play themselves. When that didn't work, and a friend advised me to take matters into my own hands. I tried. I got a job, I graduated college, I fell in love.

But damn, it didn't work. I'm bloody stuck right where I started all those years ago. On the computer without a soul in sight beside me, not a physical warm body, not a real trip behind me. No adventures to recite, not a soul that wants to hear them. I'm freaking stuck in this joint with nothing but tears no matter how hard I try to break free and it's enough to make me go crazy. But I guess I'll just freaking read more books for now and try to ignore this overwhelming feeling of general fury and loneliness with more isolation. Even if it fuels the fire, anything to get me to forget what started it...

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This weekend, that is. It all ended so quickly. It began with Isaac and me on Friday, too stupidly happy to see each other to do very much more than play video games and watch "Up" together. I fell asleep after the credits started rolling and missed both the "Dug" short and the trailer for "Ponyo". Zach poked me until I woke back up, I hadn't even realized I was asleep. Like I twitter-tweeted, I wish every night could be like that. Video games and movies.

On Saturday we had leftover pizza for breakfast, Pita Inn for lunch, and had lot's of laughs at the mall where I was able to find a new sketchbook and a belt. Went to dinner at Corner Bakery so we could draw outside my house together and have some food, stayed there past closing time by accident. Took the Cooper home, played more Call of Duty, watched "Land of the Lost" (it was bloody awful, btw), and stayed up far too late watching the end of the Matrix trilogy.

Then on Sunday my parents cooked the turkey my dad bought on Friday, and my mom went crazy and made a full Thanksgiving style meal that was served just after one o'clock. I'm talking mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, home-made cranberry sauce, cranberry and apple stuffing, gravy, turkey, rolls, pumpkin pie, etc. Totally ridiculous, but I'm sure Zach enjoyed it. At quarter to five my parents gave us a lift to Union Station and I stood in line with Zach for a good thirty-forty-five minutes waiting for his train to start boarding. He left the city before we really got home, we stopped for gas somewhere around Lehigh and I bought a pumpkin spice latte near there.

Stayed up a little later than usual watching WWII in HD with my dad, mom was there too but sleeping; and then a show analyzing Attila the Hun on History Channel with Mom (Dad fell asleep, woke up toward the end and changed the channel to football which caused Mom to scream at him, haha. I think it was an accident or he thought we weren't watching). It was super awesome, because the commercials were long enough that Mom actually talked about the show with me, which is extremely rare. She more often screams at me for talking (usually when she's sleeping through a show, too).

Read volume four of Black God, too. Isaac let me borrow the next three books in the series, maybe I'll buy the seventh and ship it to his house. I wish there was something I knew his dad would enjoy that I could send him. That's about my entire weekend, it went by that quick, too. Hope you had a good one!

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As I was going out the door this morning, Dad told me that a certain family friend's daughter swerved her brand new car out of the path of two incoming deer and crash landed the car in a pair of parked vehicles. I told him I would have done the same if put in that situation, though if I had the time to think I would have had the foresight to crash into only one of the parked cars. Joking aside, I realized at the stoplight down the street that I'd forgotten my scarf, which is a vital member of my current work uniform seeing as the heaters and air conditioning can't seem to decide who's won the interior climate war yet. I ran around the block, having good old super Dad throw me my scarf through the window and drove off to work.

Little did I know that when I'd pass the dealership that sits at the end of the block at work, I'd decide to do "the right thing" and stay in the "right lane" instead of cutting people off who are trapped waiting for people who usually turn into the gas station (oops, that's actually what's at the end of the block. Whatever, geographical semantics.) So I'm accelerating down the block at a good forty miles per hour, the cars ahead of me turn into the gas station (gasp! surprise!) I wait, I accelerate. I approach the parked cars by the dealership that always sit next to that "DO NOT PARK HERE MORON" sign, and a CAR DOOR FLIES OPEN IN FRONT OF ME WITH A MAN'S ARM/LEG COMING OUT.

Needless to say the MINI's braking system was tested, and it KO'd. I think the cars behind me must have had a hard time stopping (and apparently a pickup truck behind me, as it proceeded to lane change and cut me off just five seconds later with horn blaring). Apparently some of them would have preferred to see my beautiful blue car christened in blood, little did they know that this had already occurred in the back seat when my tiny cousin got inside the day after I bought it with the top of his kneecap covered in oozy blood from a leaking bandage. If I hadn't forgot my scarf, or if I'd left it behind I would not have had to face such a ridiculous experience, somehow it wasn't 100% terrifying, though the MINI stopped well ahead of the moron's appendages, I think if I were in the Honda I would have slammed right into him. Then, I probably would have been a little more horrified. (Hell, I would have been!)

So next time the car ahead of you stops for no apparent reason, because you're busy driving a truck or van you're not licensed to drive, or you're too small to drive, or you're not even really driving because you're pausing your voice call to Aunt Suzie to text your bro Ivan to tell him about your new haircut; remember, there could be a deer, I mean idiot, committing some impossibly stupid act of pedestrian-interference on the road ahead of you and that you need not inform more aware drivers ahead of you, with better brake systems that they just caused you to spill coffee all over your dash and scare the bejeezus out of you.

P.S. Zach did get a ride, two actually. Dad's picking him up at noon here. Weee!

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