Mercury retrograde continued; or, Up and Down
October 26, 2007 § 2 Comments
Okay, so last time I accidentally let slip that I identify more strongly with Grover than with any other Muppet. Sure, I’d like to be as cool as Oscar, as unrepressed as Ernie, or as bitchin’ as Janis, but deep down, on most days, I am Grover. And damn if I haven’t felt like it lately.
My most recent spate of Groverness reached a crescendo last week, when, after taking in a lecture by Michael Hardt, I discovered that my wallet had been stolen. Again. It was pretty much all downhill from there. Soon afterward, and in no particular order, I got my ass kicked by my bank, my credit card company, the Ontario Student Assistance Program, the New York City rental market, hormones, insomnia, the weather, and the evil sons of bitches who keep recalling the books I am trying to read. (Uncle, motherfuckers… UNCLE!) Meanwhile, my thesis proposal rolled its eyes and started looking for another grad student to finish it, preferably one with more funding, nicer looks, and just a smidgen of poise.
Still, there were some bright spots along the way: a night on a terrasse with Setare; a colossally good drunk with Arit; an inspired late-afternoon coffee with un flaneur; a reassuring meeting with the Professor; an unexpected reunion with someone I once cared for deeply. And, inexplicably, these sudden flashes of inspiration that appeared like road signs in a blind highway dark, reminding me that I’m still halfway to someplace good, even if the car is making weird rattling noises and smells a little funny. I’ll still get there in the end.
So, to review: Mercury retrograde: check. Saturn in Virgo: check. Full moon in Taurus: check.
Oh, and speaking of Mercury retrograde, I recently learned that I was born during one, which apparently means this and explains a whole fuck of a lot. Seriously.