Life is good and Celexa rocks. I am no longer depressed, just that low grade shit that hangs around the edges. But nothing debilitating. I went back and reread this blog the other day. Back to the very beginning. It appears that depression has been a big theme here for the most part.

I had my astrological chart done some months back and one of the first things the astrologer asked me was if I suffered from depression. I said "not just yeah, but hell yeah". She told me it was because of all the Capricorn in my chart. Apparently Capricorns are depressed a lot. It would make sence why Alec Boi needs to take her Celexa every day. She is after all a Capricorn.

Speaking of Alec Boi, I need to get my ass in gear and get over and pick her up. She is, I am sure, awaiting my arrival patiently. In fact, so patiently, that I am expecting the phone to ring any second now with her screaming about where my ass is at. I like making her wait for me. He he... I can be so evil sometimes.

I am just a little shit sometimes. Can't help myself.

Kyre Beth, you know you are the only Femme on earth that I adore. Thank you for caring about me and loving me despite my bad self. One of these days in the not too terribly distant future, I am going to get my old butt out to SF for a visit (when the Dykes go down in the city, and the sun shines on the bay). I love and miss you guys way too much to be away from you this long. Give the Aud a big smoochers for me, but not one of those tongue ones, ok,one of the tongue ones is fine. And while you are at it, give the Ko a big hug and rub behind the ears for me.

Cheers <grin>