"Because he was born on the cusp between Cancer and Leo—which is to say, drawn on one side to the hermit’s cave, on the other to centerstage—he both craved the familiarity of a private, personal domestic space and loathed the idea of being fettered by permanence or possession. At least astrologers would attribute the ambivalence to his natal location. Someone else might point out that it was simply an acute microcosmic reflection of the fundamental nature of the universe."
Friday, May 20, 2005
My skin graft attachment looks so very Silence of the Lambs... very, Jame Gumb-esque.
It rubs the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again.