CANCER (June 21-July 22): There's no delicate way to say this, so please stop reading and come back next week if you're offended by graphic references to pleasure. According to my analysis of the long-term astrological omens, you're on tap to experience more orgasms in 2006 than you have in any previous year. On average, your climaxes are also likely to be longer and more intense. Other varieties of bliss, rapture, and joy will probably occur at record levels, as well. Think you can handle it?
I'm afraid my faith is undercut a tad by my knowledge that the astrologer is also a Cancer. I mean, you have to suspect a certain amount of wishful prognostication, and a horoscope like this is screaming that it's his fantasy as much as his vision for his fellow moonchildren. Still. 'Twould be somethin'.
And yes, I think I can handle it, Rob. Or let's say I'll do my best not to mind too much the investigation of whether I can handle it. And those were hardly graphic references.
E just left (no, not that E, or that E, or that E). We ate Chinese food & watched Wild Strawberries. Humphrey gave it a thumbs up all the way, but that was really the company. Which was good indeed. And I have to say, the movie wasn't as depressing as I'd expected it to be. And it's about time I saw it.
It reminds me that I'm going to make this the year I read Proust. I think I'm ready for him now. So it'll be in English---so? These things happen.