Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled

Horoscopes For Today: 6/30/2006
Mixing business with romantic networking happens all the time, and you have someone in your mental file cabinet who may have an opportunity for you right now. Be proactive, like the experts say to, and push forward to build this casual contact into a real connection. Building this relationship could pay off in a very big way -- your life may be sent into a new direction. Show them you have what it takes, but try not to come on too strong. Lead with your personality and just be yourself.


Why does this sound suspiciously like 'sleeping your way up the ladder'. I mean really -- "romantic networking"? What the fuck is that? I don't think there is a single human in my life at the moment that I could somehow link business with romance to. Maybe the author of these things is a whore, too. S/he used to just write the copy for the obituaries but s/he romantically networked with her boss and now gets creative freedom to write horoscopes as well. Anything is possible.

I'm totally sick. My throat is so swollen that I can't swallow anything at all and I'm achey everywhere. I felt so terrible when I woke up that I just started crying. I'm such a fucking baby when I'm sick. There was no way I could call in sick so...I'm at work, miserable. I just took some Benedryl cold stuff so maybe I'll be so loopy here pretty soon that it won't matter. Today would normally be a day that I'd be on the phone most of the time calling various doctors and following up on the CIU cases but there is no chance that I'm opening my mouth to talk to anyone. I can make grunting noises without hurting my throat but that's about it. I have a fever as well and keep having gross hot flashes then I'm cold five minutes later. Just sucks all the way around. It's a 4 day weekend and I'll probably spend most of it sick in bed. How lame is that?

I'm starting to suspect that my next-door neighbor has killed a person and is slowly discarding cut up pieces of the body in his garbage can and that weekly he puts an arm or a leg into the garbage can and lets it rot there because it smells THAT BAD. Every week I think, hey its garbage day, maybe the smell will go away, but a few days later the smell is back.

A co-worker just came up to me with a Barbara Streisand CD (The soundtrack for The Mirror Has Two Faces) and said that she was listening to the song "I Finally Found Someone" and thought of me. I cannot for the life of me fathom why....maybe she is my romantic networking partner...