I have a severe case of winter blahs (just like every year.Goddamn Seasonal Affective Disorder crap) combined with constant illness since Maia started attending public school. These things confirm that 1) NY in winter SUCKS and is not for me and 2) children are just little disease carriers.

I managed put away my anti-social mood and have coffee with a friend yesterday, who surprisingly advised me to indulge The Blahs and wallow in it for a little bit…and then go back to being my normally positive and vivacious self.I don’t know if this is good advice but damn I want to follow it. At the very least,I might write some good emo songs during the duration.

I also found myself reasoning yesterday that since I’m a Pisces,I’m supposed to be emotional and moody and go through bouts of being maudlin and melodramatic and angsty ….and kind of live in my own little world. I have no idea why I pulled the astrology card since I’m not that devoted a follower to astrology (which is kind of funny because you know when you read those “Characteristics of Pisces” thingys? I could be the Pisces Poster Girl.Sad but true)

One compelling reason for not trusting my horoscope: My November “Sextrology” Scope promised more sex than I knew what to do with , with multiple partners ,especially Scorpio and Virgo. That definitely did not happen so somewhere out there,some Pisces person enjoyed all the sex I was supposed to be having.

Who knew Pisces were the whores of the zodiac?

I did not bother to check December’s. If it were the least bit accurate,it would say something like :”You will feel like shit every night this month and decline sex from your partner,mostly because you can’t breathe ,period….let alone heavily. You’re starting to look old and that John Mayer look-alike you try to flirt with will scoff because he is sooo not into that whole Mrs Robinson thing,especially when the Mrs Robinson-ish woman isn’t exactly MILF material.Stay away from other Pisces who indulged in a month long Sexfest in November and probably have at the very least chlamydia.”

Seriously,though.I am trying to pull myself out of this funk I’m in and be more like my normal self. Not that my usual self was ever that “normal” anyway but normal for ME at least.I feel like a have a little black rain cloud over my head all the time. I don’t mind it occasionally but I much prefer clear skies.