Days have different flavors

Days have different flavors, and there’s some sort of cosmic unity that runs through it all. Just exactly what? I’m not sure, but there’s always an astrology comparison, or two — Moon’s in Libra (air sign), and I hear from not one, not two, but three different Gemini’s [air sign] — all blond, all blue eyes, what’s the odds of that happening? One’s in town to see a boyfriend, one’s in town to shake some trees, and one’s just dropping me an e-mail. I should know better than to surf competition late at night because the effort becomes pretty dispiriting. I was toiling away and took a break to check on some similar sites. I suppose that having my site and services deconstructed, examined, and duplicated is a compliment, but I’m still not getting paid for the work that I put in. I suppose that’s the problem with the web these days. I’m half tempted to do another redesign, but frankly, I’m tired of my work being lifted for free. Imitation maybe flattering, but flattery doesn’t pay the rent on a South Austin Trailer space.