"What is the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"  Henry David Thoreau

VIRGO: You will have a rare morning with no meeting so you will sleep in, waking to the doorbell, letting the new remodeler (who looks even better/greeker in daylight) in to walk behind you up the stairs to your bedroom, where you will lie back down. If you were any other sign in the zodiac (except Capricorn, which is even more uptight), you'd be getting laid. But you are a Virgo so even though you know damn well sweet Greek is thinking about your ass right now in the attic right above you where you can hear him screwing things, and you don't owe anything to anybody since you aren't dating anyone (grrrrrrr), you are going to get dressed and go to work. Wearing a low back top and skin tight pants and leaving a disconcerting trail of thick pheromones everywhere you go, crabby as hell for the rest of the day.

No song. (When is the last time you gave anybody a song? Hrmph)

The faculty officially smacked the administration. Unanimously. Both sides praised me for it - it could have been a lot worse, everyone agreed, all around. A censure and demands motion is not a fullblown putsch. You cannot imagine standing in front of 120 people with hate on their faces staring at you lovingly, a monthly occurance in my life, like my job gets a period that is really bad sometimes. Afterwards, one of the profs I hate the most, a rude little turd relentlessly, came up to me ... Uhoh here it comes, I think, his need to piss on my day ... and he says "you look really beautiful today". I am stunned into laughing right in his face, full guffaw. While I am trying to recover gracefully, another guy comes up behind me to whisper "good job" in my ear, as he reaches around my rib cage for a hug and gives me quick sideboob feelup. I am not #metoo about it at all (whatever).  But today as my crotch-grabbing president proceeds toward putting a teabagger on the supreme court, it is striking how different my reality is from the exact same job if I were a man doing it. Frankly, I think my VP is going to have a tougher time of it when he steps up in 2019. He can't put on a killer dress and subconsciously spank the room. And that is what everyone wants deep down. Made to heel/heal.

Last night, after another long day, Greek roofer blowing up my phone about his reno cousin dudes, but even tho he is doing me a solid, I have no time to care. Get here, find them waiting. I am like, shit, these stockings are sagcity and my dress smells like 2 dozen arguments. But ok hi hi, shake hands, thank you thank you, I really need this drywalling done etc, last handshake goes to the finish work cousin I haven't met before. He holds my hand for a microsecond too long, enough for me to notice: He looks like you.


I don't understand what the signs from God tell me. (Do you even believe in God?)


FC in a tulip week. With a motion to censure the administration coming through. All hell has been breaking loose for weeks coming to a head today, when I will be in front of 100+ angry people again. I ordered a blood red dress trimmed in black leather for the occasion. And the dude will be here alone all day, solving a problem for me. "Sure that okay?" Yes, of that much I am sure.


Sweet.

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+ This =

So Mote It Be.

fall equinox (aka first day of boot season)

The autumnal equinox has been celebrated through the ages as a time to give thanks for all we have and entreat the powers that be to favor us with abundance in the months to come. The sun moves into Libra, the sign of art, partnership, beauty and justice. May all the karma of your deeds come swiftly around.

thank god I don't have to shave my legs for this

tgi friggin f

Update: my friends and I exchanging pics of our rollocking friday nights watching movies with pets.

This cat is watching "Swiped", a documentary about dating. Fun fact: 10 hours a week is the current average time spent on dating apps. Which is one of the most horrifying things I have heard since breast cancer statistics. Why are you watching that?? Because dating is bullshit. "IF you don't have a 10 foot dong, a dead wife, and a million dollars IM NOT INTERESTED"


lola marsh - something stupid

My job is INSANE. As a vocation, it is impossible, first of all. Then add administration and assessment, layers of bullshit wrapped around it. All embedded in a society that is so broken in so many ways, it breaks its children, on and on. And my job is SO bad at the moment that  it is painfully clear that I love things that cannot be fixed, that cannot work, that are hopeless. And I take solace in my ability to hold fast beyond what anyone else would or could do for these losing battles (hubris).

Today, among professional and personal assaults, I closed the door and held it together barely. A friend coworker was in the room, watching me breathe/think my way back to calm. He was quiet. It took me a minute, then another.

Becalmed, discussing the part of my job that he is taking over at the end of the semester (thank God), joking around about how infuriating it is, he said he has a bad temper. I said I never lose my temper except when I do, which I hate (!). He said, "your temper is beautiful, like a volcano that is going to kill you, but it's so worth it to see up close" and teased me until I was laughing again.

Upshot: if you cannot imagine how it feels to be a teacher, an academic, betrayed personally, a child of aging parents, any of the things I am and struggle to be, if you are not able to imagine how I might *feel*, then

VIRGO Your loved ones may be curious about your limits, or perhaps they are just having a mindless moment that causes them to cross you. Either way, now at least they'll know where your boundaries lie.

New rule: If you are not a partner in building happiness, then you are an impediment to it.

I need more power panties.

hide the wine - carly p