Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Oh Well

Turns out the Wall Streeter forgot which day was Thursday this week. He has tickets to the Giants season opener. It's just as well since now I can get my hair colored. I've put the horn dog off until after the weekend too.
It's probably all for the best because according to my Free Will Horoscope for the week starting tomorrow:

The governor of Minnesota has a wife who loves to go fishing. Tim Pawlenty told radio station WCCO that his wife Mary is smitten with the sport. She is genuinely driven to cast her bait into the lake in quest of the catch. "Now, if I could only get her to have sex with me," the governor added, suggesting that her passion for intimate union with him was not as pressing as her urge to fish. While I personally lean toward the position that eros is one of life's best gifts, I don't judge Mary harshly for her preference. Many people find that the most satisfying and useful way to express their libido is through some non-sexual activity. You may want to consider that possibility, at least in the coming days. It's the sublimation phase of your astrological cycle.

To me, it means what ever happens is clearly for the best and I need to slow down - just like Mustang Sally.

Update:
As it happens, we're only postponing the date until Friday night, which makes it substantially more likely that etchings could be involved. Given that the whole thing is left up to me, I can only try to follow my therapist's advice and not drink too much.

Just because it's never happened before, doesn't mean it's not possible - does it?

3 comments:

Comrade Kevin said...

I've never been able to kick it down a notch myself, both for better and for worse.

P. E. Nolan said...

Me neither. That's why it's great when circumstances conspire against me.

dissed said...

I can remember when the best way to save yourself was to "forget" to shave your legs. With that said, I wouldn't advise it.

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