- Kevin: seriously
- Kevin: stop pwning me because i
- Kevin: 1. cook
- Kevin: 2. am male
- Me: LOL
- Me: kevin, I love that you cook, and are a male
- Me: I think they are great attributes
I’m moved in, and relatively unpacked, and just hanging in my room. Oh my gosh, I am so freakin’ exhausted. But relieved. And… class starts…. tomorrow. Wow.
Ahhhhhhhh! I need to see you before you leave!!
“When Leif Ericson’s pregnant sister Freydís Eiríksdóttir was in America, she is reported to have taken a sword and barebreasted she scared away the attacking Indians.” (via Wikipedia. I looked into it—this shit’s legit.)
She totally would. Leif Ericson’s entire family were bamfs.
I’ve recently concluded that most of my aggression was expressed through my home and family life, and it still is. I fucking hate being home. I am so surly when everyone’s home.
So, I was just rereading up on my astrological natal chart/birth chart, and saw that in my chart, Mars was in the fourth house. This totally makes sense! It probably doesn’t make any sense to you, so I shall explain: the twelve houses represent different aspects of your life, e.g. marriage, career, subconscious desires. The fourth house represents family life and the home. The planet Mars is interpreted as how one’s energy and aggression is expressed, and in the case of houses, where aggression is expressed. Translation: I’m most aggressive when at home, which also means/pertains to the fact that my family life pisses me off for almost no reason. Actually there are many reasons, but still, what a coincidence, eh?
Wow, I swear… I was just thinking about how angry and aggressive I am when I’m at home, and how it really sucks. I can’t wait not to have to be here anymore.
Gosh, Mad Men. You are my friend when I’m not out with people.