In the Stars
Tomorrow I have to give a so-called book report on Vanity Fair in one of my J-school classes. (I am not making this up. Today, for a different class, I had to read the New York Post. J-school is funny that way.)
In any event, in the course of preparing for my little oral report, I read this month's Vanity Fair horoscope for Capricorns. It says:
Second, I read it on a day that I had been dwelling on not one but two different school-related catastrophes that not only hadn't happened yet but, of course, never happened at all.
Third, I'm glad to know that an 8th-house Saturn is what is responsible for my "funk." Now when I utter an expletive, at least I'll know how to finish the sentence.
Fourth, when the hell is Jupiter going to arrive in my 12th house????
In any event, in the course of preparing for my little oral report, I read this month's Vanity Fair horoscope for Capricorns. It says:
Getting you to stop obsessing about the future would require nothing less than a flock of angels flapping their fluffy white wings and telling you there's nothing to worry about. Even then you'd probably demand proof that miracles can happen to Capricorns. You are so accustomed to wincing at the machinery of life that you can't imagine how a transit of Jupiter in your 12th house could lift you out of a funk brought on by an 8th-house Saturn. It absolutely could, but only if you stop dwelling on catastrophes that haven't happened yet.OK, first, this is—at the moment, at least—spot on. There, I've admitted it.
Second, I read it on a day that I had been dwelling on not one but two different school-related catastrophes that not only hadn't happened yet but, of course, never happened at all.
Third, I'm glad to know that an 8th-house Saturn is what is responsible for my "funk." Now when I utter an expletive, at least I'll know how to finish the sentence.
Fourth, when the hell is Jupiter going to arrive in my 12th house????
posted by Jody Rosen Knower at 7:45 PM
3 Comments:
When the moooooooooon is in the seventh house.....
That's when.
What do you mean "HAD to read the New York Post"???
"Jeepers Creepers, They're Selling Dope with Beepers"
"Headless Body Found in Topless Bar"
You think they teach headline-writing like THAT at your j-school?
Vanity Fair? I couldn't agree more ... who reads that trash?
-Neil
Once again, you made me spit out my lunch I laughed so hard. Good thing my office door is closed.
Those 8th-house Saturns are nasty little buggers aren't they?
May Jupiter hurry up and arrive already!
Lisa
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