Sometimes, tripping over daily horoscopes is a weird thing. Part of mine for today reveals: "While you are happy for your friend, it is hard for you to see others move on as you stay put in the same old rut. Know that your "rut" is really of your own making, dear Pisces. You have both the right and the ability to make great changes in your life, starting today. You need only choose to do so."

For the first time in my life, nearing age 32, I'm actually considering going to grad school. I'm not sure what parasite is eating out portions of my brain, but I'm thinking about doing it. I should point out that thinking and doing are two completely different things though and I've often thought about becoming rich, thin and famous but I'm not that either.

Since I started doing my job search, I've been coming across many different types of positions I've never even considered and due to my overall sense of malaise, I think I should really broaden my horizons. For my health's sake at least. Perhaps it's not so easy to give up the stuff you used to do and in particular the stuff you're good at, but when you know that they're only detrimental to your overall sense of being, you really....don't have a fucking choice.

I haven't quite decided if this is what I want to do but I've made some inquiries with some online folks who might know more about it than I do. Maybe they'll enlighten me to make the right choice for myself. I'm not too keen on going back to school really. I never was a fantastic student unless they were courses that interested me but I still have nightmares (seriously!) about taking my final in my cost accounting class or was it strategic management. I should have never gone into that degree, thinking about it makes my mind turn into sawdust. Sometimes I wonder how I even graduated at all. By a stroke of sheer luck I suppose.

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I was talking to a male friend recently who was telling me about his hanging scrotum. Not that scrotums don't hang already but he was telling me that when he gets ill, his scrotum hangs down more than usual. And he doesn't have a sexual appetite at all. Hm. Interesting. I guess that means that all those clips of people having sex in hospital beds is a big farce? I wonder how many of you guys know what he's yakking about because I surely don't. My guess is that when a person gets ills, you don't have the energy to expend on bed sports and that seems normal. But to actually physically feel that parts of your body is hanging due to illness is odd for me. I always thought that things hung due to gravity. I mean, my breasts hang due to gravity but they're like that every day. :P

Among my group of friends, not many people like to talk about sex. Only me and perhaps N. But I have to say that the guys are more reserved than the girls. Which is rather disappointing because sometimes I just want to have a big sexfest chat and they always change the topic or they never answer. Pooh. Sometimes I interrogate my male friends about their circumsized status and most of them just run away from me. Or perhaps I ask if them about their sexual conquests, all they do is smile and plead the 5th. Pooh.

What's the big secret anyway?

So is everyone's sex life that important to me? Hell no. But it just surprises me that they are so hush hush about it when guys are generally the ones who are loud, crude and horny. Maybe things are different in the new millenium. But isn't it funny when people ask "when are you going to have a baby?" and we all know it inadvertently really means, "when are you going to have lots of sex without the use of any birth control?".

I'm out.