"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.

gigglegigglegiggle

+ 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

fairly accurate, especially the faults

TODAY'S BIRTHDAY (Aug. 31). You place yourself in service to humanity. "Humanity" is not always an easy customer, and the obstacles that ensue will contribute to your spiritual might. Truly, you gain the most from your own selflessness. You'll bank on it in October, and there's another windfall in December. Travel and romance come in mid-2019. Gemini and Pisces adore you. Your lucky numbers are: 8, 40, 1, 22 and 15.

The guys in the department have started calling me Mother of Humanities. Ya know, like that makes them dragons?

If romance finds me it will have to include travel, logically.

m o h

Wow am I busy. I am almost too distracted to be hormonal. But I am stocking up on stockings like a maniac squirrel hoarding panties instead of necessities in the middle of the night as I try to get my mind off work, so yea. (In my defense, they're way more comfy than pantyhose.)

I really need to put my private life on my to-do list. But I suck at personal lifing :(

Thought just occured to me: "I will try not to suck too much" in a romantic context is a hilarious thing to say. Like, if some guy said that about himself to me as a sales pitch, I'd laugh and probably be smitten, but coming from a woman it'd be way funnier! Right? (Or no?)

a little help from my friends (repost) 
vaca at an all inclusive resort typa cover

lets go everywhere - modeski etc binge watching EastBound And Down, season 2 soundtrack
bonus track: heard it thru the grapevine - the slits

Weekend love horoscope VIRGO: The other person wants love and companionship as much as you do, but has a funny way of showing it.

the district sleeps alone tonight (repost)

So if I have kids and yoga pants, and you text me when you're drinkin, we add up to virtue (?)

That sign is around the corner from my house at a mechanic's. They change it every few weeks just for shits and giggles. I love stuff like that.

wake me up - avicii

My mother on vaca in Ireland with my sister. The unerring instict for inapprops humor is genetic in me, my normal, as constant as my blackbrown eyes. I am grateful for that.

Avengers 2. Love this plotline: superhero comes through in the clutch for his "longterm bootyhookup" who's got daddy issues 🖒

no place like you - maddie and tae

do right all night man - aretha, my teenaged ft single mother spirit animal

"The light of wisdom cannot get into a heart that's never been broken. The cracks are what make illumination possible."

VIRGO. You make a promise, and then you keep it. So why shouldn't you expect the same from others? Relatedly, if you don't think a person will come through for you, don't ask them to.

Wouldn't dream of it anymore.

heard a lot of tragically hip on the radio today, a merely random occurance but still nice - this repost

feist - century
I never imagined I would be chair of a humanities department. I never imagined I would be any of the things I am, for both better and worse.

buckskin stallion blues - amy annelle

In her poem "Dogfish," Virgo poet Mary Oliver writes, "I wanted the past to go away, I wanted to leave it." Why? Because she wanted her life "to open like a hinge, like a wing." I'm happy to tell you, Virgo, that you now have more power than usual to make your past go away. I'm also pleased to speculate that as you perform this service for yourself, you'll be skillful enough to preserve the parts of your past that inspire you, even as you shrink and neutralize memories that drain you. In response to this good work, I bet your life will open like a hinge, like a wing -- no later than your birthday, and most likely before that. 

lover, you don't treat me good no more - chet faker

miss me

the truth - handsome boy modeling school

Go to the mountain I must.

afters

The crane wife.

Speaking of embarrassing and hilarious and weirdsexysweet. That is an awesome story. I love Walnut ripping the throats out of her would-be suitors and then coming on to the unassuming zookeeper dude who "wins over her wild heart.."

lovely against copper

I used to hate vinyl, I thought it was nearly a crime of unnatural proportions. Once a long time ago, then-FPH said he liked it cz it stays clean and doesn't rot like wood, and I logged that opinion and mulled it at length - could I ever love a man enough to suffer a vinyl fence I wondered?

I didn't know jackshit. About fences, men or suffering.

Kiss Me - Magic!

Today, new truck rolls up, new guys.

You aren't the fence guys.
We are the gutter guys.
Ok, did he tell you about the historic channel boxes? He said he ordered them.
No, but that's ok, we will be here tomorrow too, where do they go?
(I walk over to where he is and point up.) See the outline where they used to be?
Wow!
What?
YOU SMELL FANTASTIC.
(giggle) Gee, thanks.

That's my tulip mood. I bloombloombloom, pheromones  spraying like pollen, stronger and stonger the longer I go without a furrybee nzl.

"Tulip, the Avenger" - a mood inevitable

bonus track - Ottawa in May