Sun Signs - The Downside

You belong to the Fad-of-the-Month Club. You were the first kid on your block to have a hula hoop, a skateboard, or roller blades. You are also the first one to arrive in the Emergency Room with a broken bone, because you refused to wear protective gear. You have a hundred acquaintances but few friends. Probably because you spend half of your time talking behind their backs and the other half making eyes at their lovers.

Gems make good writers, mimics, used-car salesmen, con artists, and magpies. You are also one of the psychic signs, but can't shut up long enough to practice your meditation exercises.

You love to embellish the boring details of your life. What starts out as a trip to the grocery store becomes the day you spotted Elvis in the parking lot. When you confronted him, you discovered it wasn't the King after all -- it was Jimmy Hoffa.

You do have a gift for imparting knowledge to others. On the playground you were the one who taught the other kids how to play doctor. If you were a drug, it would be speed.

You hate solitude. You aren't introspective and need the stimulus of other people to help manage the buzzing noises in your head. It has been said of Gemini Bob Hope that is he could live his life over again, he wouldn't have the time. While this description neatly fits every Gemini the reason your social calendar is overbooked is because, when there's no one else to talk to, you bore yourself to death.

In Gemini, Mercury bestows a natural talent for pot stirring. You love to invite over for drinks people who detest each other, then sit back and watch the mayhem.

Your Achilles Heel is romance. You are sucker for a sob story, flattery, or an out-and-out lie. In any other area of life, you are suspicious of most people who offer genuine friendship because you are such a phoney baloney. However if someone listens intently to your latest goofy scheme, interjects a bit of his, or her, own pathos now and then, you're hooked. Never mind that your latest flame is your sixth spouse, you instantly fall in love, then after the smoke clears and you realize you've chosen yet another card-carrying psycho, you run like Hell. If you could learn to not get married in between the loving and the running, you'd save yourself many headaches.

Your breezy nature and impressive recuperative powers keep you relatively unscathed in matters of the heart. If you have guilt at all, it's more a nagging sense that you should have more emotional empathy.

But it really doesn't matter. You are protected by Mercury, the god of thieves and liars and seldom get hoisted on your own p?tard.

no offense but "yawns" @ old astrology joke.🙂

Been scrambled by a few Gems, eh, Taurus? Poor, bossy, insufferable Taurus.

I'll give you this - your diatribe WAS well-written. Who wrote it for you? (Especially impressive were "pathos" and "petard." Quite the intellectual.)

And now I'll shock you - some of what you spewed forth about we fine Gemini folk is true! With a few notable exceptions:

I love solitude. I'm my own best company, and I'm NEVER bored. I stay busy with tongue-sharpening, mastering the Kama Sutra and target-practice.

And I'm introspective as hell. Voltaire and all that.

I've not been married six times. Just thrice. And, oddly enough, never to a Taurean! Go fig.

I DID love the part about Gems not being able to meditate for want of shutting up. GOOD one!

But I'd cast aspersions on Mercury at your own peril, there, bullbrat. Mercury is clever and vexing - and comes into Retrograde four times a year. Don't piss off Mercury is my advice to you, kind sir or madam.

Done and done.

Your fiend,
Babybel

Achilles heel is spot on. Been wanting to cut my foot off for that. Just imagine how strong and invicible I could get, bwahaha.

Solitude? Hmmm.. I rather like solitude because I can have better conversations with the voices in my head. But I scare easy so, no, I don't like being alone. I'd need my dog to be alone but then...that sort of counts for solitude right?

And yes, I am relying on my impressive recuperative powers to get me through this heartbreak butter I'm going through.

Fuck virgos. Sorry.

yeah i think i agree here.

for me i think i have to agree on getting everything first, and being the first to almost kill myself with it. i cant help but want to see how much further i can push my limit before its to much. but its not for showing off reasons, theres nothing wrong with improvement, now is there?

and i really dont like solitude. im a very much crowd person, and even if its just for a minute, i have to have someone around me. being alone lets me sink into a state of mind where, well i wont fall into depression, but i will start to think negative of myself. not something i want to happen to me. so i keep busy.

Achilles heel is right. i cant tell you how many times i ended up with more duds than flowers, but im sure the one i got right now is a flower, love my aqua, but hes a bit of a thrown away flower. im just replanting him, and letting him florish.