well hmmm . . LMG is moving in down the street from me, that's a transition . . he and Thighs both want this from me (Thighs was just flirting, I think, but of a course he is also actually in pain as most men over 30 are somewhere along their spine) and the more I've talked to LMG about it, the more I understand the specific repetative motion injuries that someone with a heavy strap on one shoulder standing up for hours on end is inflicting on him(her)self. I chitchatted w Animal a little yesterday too (drummer, like from the muppets ya know?) and by the end of the night LMG and I were texting back and forth about a cottage industry I could get going in yoga classes for them all. I mean, friendwise, this has become my 'niche market'. and my home studio will be 3 blocks straight down from his new digs . . welp, I am certain that LMG is not just flirting w me, his back hurts and overall it makes him feel "old and stressed out", which made me want very much to help him, which made me for the first time stop thinking of this home studio as something I need to guard against the invasion of Milk-n-Cookies (with whom I have much more than enough 'together time' as it is!). I'm going to give him my yoga ball today, and order a couple more . . .

my rising sign: In Plato's Republic, Socrates speaks derisively about people who are eu a-mousoi, an ancient Greek term that literally means "happily without muses." These are the plodding materialists who have no hunger for inspiration and no need of spiritual intelligence. According to my reading of the astrological omens, Capricorn, you can't afford to be eu a-mousoi in the coming weeks. Mundane satisfactions won't be nearly enough to feed your head and heart. To even wake up and get out of bed each morning, you've got to be on fire with a shimmering dream or a beautiful prospect. (this one I do understand perfectly, regardless of it being Greeks ft Capricorns)