Things I'm choosing to blame on Mercury going retrograde on July 22
- The fax I was sending to the DMV failing to go through for two days;
- My failure to remember that a house guest would be arriving today;
- Neglecting to switch my crocheted "Ernie" and "Bert" dolls from the washer to the dryer, resulting in their new pervasive musty odor that subsequent washings did not eliminate;
- The uncomfortable fit of my jeans;
- Fragile, easily split fingernails;
- The fact that the cat I'm watching slept atop my head last night;
- My failure to appreciate Winona Ryder's performance in "Edward Scissorhands," which I watched on the FX channel this weekend;
- My intolerance of the personality quirk of my coworker Melvin, a non-driver, which this morning caused him to rail against a local ordinance requiring parking provisions at all private residences, despite the fact that he is not in the market to buy a house now or ever;
- The fact that I did not buy a lottery ticket on Saturday, resulting in subsequent failure to win the jackpot;
- My apparent inability to write a coherent entry, and ensuing depression, recognizing that things may not improve until Mercury goes direct on August 15th;
- Everything else in my life.
Star of the day. . .Bootes