this is gonna have to be a hit and run, i have so much shit to do today! and i'm actually on hold to the jobcentre right now, bet i can finish this post before they remember i'm hanging on the line. which says alot really. useless pigs ๐ i was gonna title this 'you've outdone yourselves' but this title is somewhat more poetic ๐ kind of. but anyway i have to express my profound love of sagittarians. um i've always had a bit of a connection with them. three of my closest girl-friends in school were all born on the same day, dec 15th. and then all the other sags who are exes, male friends and whatever else.
my point is, my sag-mr. magic as i call him, baloo, le sag or mister j is the greatest guy i've been out with. he's so frickin hilarious. like, he has me rolling on the foor literally with laughter. we went to my river this weekend. i'd been dying to go down there, it always helps me clear my mind. i hadn't even mentioned it to him, but he remembered me going on about it and suggested we go. and we were exploring, found this bridge and sat beneath it. it was all echoy under there, tons of graffiti. so i went wading while he tried to see where this pipe lead. and he called me a water sprite and carried my shoes whilst i was walking along the shallower parts ๐ and then we sat back down and he said we were like a pair of trolls. -_-
he always looks out for me though. he never lets me get cold, he'll always make me put my arms inside his jacket. he fusses over me when my stomach pains kick in. he brings me green tea in the morning. he's so giving. it's like i'm making a new best friend-but i can't keep my hands off him. this is just too cool. i've always wanted someone like this, but i reckoned it wouldn't happen till i was older.
i got fed up of the emotional degenerates, which i used to fawn over. you know, the mysterious types that are about as deep as a bowl of water or the loud, outspoken ego-driven guys who were hysterical, with not much was going on between the ears. i guess you kiss alot of frogs before you find your prince? or something like that. i'm sure it's linked to my sun in the 12th house shit.
well, he's here now so...really shocked me on saturday. he was basically helping me find wiccans in my area that i could hang out with, then came across this convention for next month...i thought it was just something i'd go to alone, but he was like no, i'll come with you. if that's ok? and he's booking the tickets today.
man, this guy is the coolest ever. oh, and his mum is a pisces ๐ march the 4th. my dad was a sag ๐ and he mistook me for a scorpio. said he gets along with them and i was like ok, you're close, i'm a water sign. but i'm a pisces, actually. i like how i can talk to him about anything. like the difference between british and american moral consciousness and then laugh at how shit the animorphs series on nickolodeon was. seriously, it was a shambles. i digress.
i'm off hold now, so i'd better fuck off and get on with my stuff. but sags, i lurve your sign. can't get enough. ๐
my point is, my sag-mr. magic as i call him, baloo, le sag or mister j is the greatest guy i've been out with. he's so frickin hilarious. like, he has me rolling on the foor literally with laughter. we went to my river this weekend. i'd been dying to go down there, it always helps me clear my mind. i hadn't even mentioned it to him, but he remembered me going on about it and suggested we go. and we were exploring, found this bridge and sat beneath it. it was all echoy under there, tons of graffiti. so i went wading while he tried to see where this pipe lead. and he called me a water sprite and carried my shoes whilst i was walking along the shallower parts ๐ and then we sat back down and he said we were like a pair of trolls. -_-
he always looks out for me though. he never lets me get cold, he'll always make me put my arms inside his jacket. he fusses over me when my stomach pains kick in. he brings me green tea in the morning. he's so giving. it's like i'm making a new best friend-but i can't keep my hands off him. this is just too cool. i've always wanted someone like this, but i reckoned it wouldn't happen till i was older.
i got fed up of the emotional degenerates, which i used to fawn over. you know, the mysterious types that are about as deep as a bowl of water or the loud, outspoken ego-driven guys who were hysterical, with not much was going on between the ears. i guess you kiss alot of frogs before you find your prince? or something like that. i'm sure it's linked to my sun in the 12th house shit.