Today is supposed to be my birthday. I was due on May 8th, but born two weeks late, and that was quite possibly the last time I was ever late for anything. I was supposed to be a Taurus, but exhibited the cliched stubborness of a Taurus, I held out to be born on the cusp of Gemini instead.
Not that I give any weight to astrology, but the bi-polar characterization of the Gemini is appropriate.
Says:
1) I also was two weeks late–I was supposed to be born in April under Aries but decided it was too cold (or so i think) and had to come out in may, as a taurus. This is also a very obvious sign that i am indeed a stubborn taurus.
2) I also feel the same way, my every day life is so boring, so mundane, I will write something and immediately shelf that thinking no one ever wants to read that shit. *I* don’t even like reading it.
Happy belated non birthday
May 12th, 2009 at 12:52 pm