I swiped the idea from fredlet’s journal, back in the fall of 1998. Like I’ve said in publication before, it was an answer and an outlet for a number of my needs. It was around Pluto’s last pass at my natal Sun, and I had a desire for a different outlet. I actually used the online journal to corroborate some tax information with my accountant one year, since it was the fastest way to figure out what weekends I was where.
Other times, I’ve used it as a basis for some experimental prose. It’s my online workshop. Topics have covered business, etiquette, ongoing aspects of my personal psyche, personal & mental hygiene, web design or, at certain times, what’s going. Like this holiday is one of those retail-less times for me. Just the way it goes.
Jupiter may indeed just be retrograde, but I’m still not very happy. Not that there aren’t moments, like the amazing sunset. Or the way a leaf looked on a tree. The way a Mexican hand roll from DK’s burns so nicely. Or how it’s impossible to find parking behind the new Amy’s on S. Congress on a Tuesday night because of the milling crowds from The Continental’s hippie hour. Or how good it is to combine Mexican Vanilla with some Butterfinger bits while, what was that band’s name, is playing.
I’ve successfully spun off several ‘children.’ To date, the biggest success was, as he calls it, “The Whore.” Cranky Amy and Devota.org are in their nascent phases, but they are coming along nicely.
“Thanks. We’ll be in touch.”
