Sun opposed to Mercury, Mercury opposed to Sun

First one was Monday, when I tried the printer one more time with no success and then attempted to set up a live chat with a Hewlett Packard technician. "We're sorry", said the message, "We do not provide live support for Macintosh. Please email your question using the form provided and we will get back to you, usually within one business day." I emailed.

Tuesday, with Mercury now opposed to the Sun, when by noon I had had no response to my email I called HP tech support. After holding for probably 15 minutes, a real live person began to speak, and as they couldn't find the email I'd sent the day before, I repeated the problem I was having. (This is a week ago that I'm writing about now, and I've completely lost interest in it. Main point is I spent most of Tuesday talking to tech support, manually deleting files, putting them back, starting and restarting, downloading more software, reinstalling more software etc. etc. etc., and always, whenever I sent something to print as a test, it did exactly as it had been doing on Sunday - never printing but always showing up on the "completed" side as having done so.)

There's no horror stories here about bad tech support. They always called me back when they said they would while I was performing yet another test - but we got nowhere on Tuesday and I had to leave the house at 4:30.

By Wednesday morning the aspect had passed, and the support guy who called was the first to suggest that maybe it was the ink cartridge, which of course is what it turned out to be choke pass the razor blade. Yet another reason not to live in two places and leave cartridges in printers to dry out for months. By rights, he *should* have been a woman, as the afternoon's aspect was Mercury trine the Moon, but who's complaining?

Mercury square the Nodes

Spent four hours this afternoon trying to get the printer to do what it's supposed to do - print - with no success whatsoever. Every time I tried, the job I needed printing went straight to the completed side of the printer box and showed up, complete with current time, as having printed, but nothing ever showed up in the print queue. 

A couple of times I got the blue and white barber pole indicating that the job was being sent, but the pole just went on turning and nothing happened. I re-installed the printer software, uninstalled the printer software, downloaded and installed new printer software, unplugged the printer, unplugged the computer, booted off and on in every order I could think of - nothing. 

Eventually, long after I *should* have given up, I did, and didn't even try tech support but decided to do it bright and early Monday.

Mars square Venus II

So Boy in the Balloon never left the ground and we rounded out the evening, thanks to Netflix, watching "Mon Oncle", a half-century-old (!) classic French film I've never seen and have always wanted to, which came through with flying colors in the Mars square Venus Department of Manifestation - or at least I think so.

Mars, in the world according to me, was the *modern* appliances that constantly beeped, buzzed and clanked in the 1950's machine-for-living house that was a fifth major character in the movie, along with plastics-manufacturing husband, neatness-obsessed wife, unhappy little boy and bumbling brother of wife, the "oncle" of the title, despised by his business-obsessed brother-in-law yet envied by same for the mutual love and admiration between uncle and nephew.

Venus, pour moi (it IS a French movie), was the amazing supposed-to-be (and was) hilarious mid-20th century furniture, any one piece of which would fetch thousands of dollars at auction today, and also the overall sweetness of the film, which of course ends with loving reconciliation of father and son, brought about by bumbling oncle.

A bit of a stretch? Dunno. Works for me. And just for the record, I'm writing this with Mercury trine Uranus exact, and I'm pretty sure it's the first time I've posted to this blog in daylight.

Mars Square Venus

This doesn't perfect till 9:42 tonight, another four hours, but as Mars square Mercury last week sent Dan the Vocal Man into my life, offering me and the cat a ride to Boston via Craigslist, I suppose I'm expecting something more exciting than what's happened so far today to materialize.

Admittedly, I fell out of bed this morning and started putting together one of those white laminate organizer things to go into Liza's utility closet, then went downstairs and did as much as I could to make her condo entranceway - which is also her office - a little more appealing and welcoming, before going on a wild goose chase with her to the few bookstores still left in Harvard Square in search of "Move Your Stuff, Change Your Life", my favorite Feng Shui book ever.

That was totally fruitless and resulted in me just going to Alibris to get a second-hand copy, and Liza and I are now both sitting on her couch on our respective laptops watching CNN cover the search for Falcon, the six-year-old boy who - well, instant update - is alive and well at home. Mars square Venus?

Mars square Mercury

I've been so lax about keeping this blog up I should probably have been shot or something, but the U.S. being the free country it is I am still alive to walk the earth, which I am currently doing in Cambridge, Mass., thanks to the subject line.

When the Sun was trine Uranus last week and I was busy packing up my Canon Powershot from Walmart that never worked to go back for repair and installing software for the printer I must have bought five minutes before I left for the airport to go to Silver In May, I didn't post.

When Mars was opposed to the MC and I was trying unsuccessfully to apply for an American Express card online, I didn't post.

When Mars was sextile the ascendant and I was glued to Craiglist placing an ad to sell my Silver neighbor's classic truck and
trying to get myself a ride to Boston for myself and my sedated cat, I didn't post.

And even when Mars squared Mercury last Friday and my camera came back fixed and I put the right cord in the old PowerBook Liza gave me (!) and found out it worked after all and six hours before the subject line perfected got an email offering me a ride to Boston if I could be ready in the next hour I didn't post (mainly because I was running around trying to get Rescue Remedy into the cat and some clothes into a bag ha ha) - but that one was enough to get me to post now.

And I promise to be very very good from now on and post at least three times a week because Pluto is in Capricorn and there is no getting away with anything.

Sun sextile Pluto

On Tuesday I managed to make it to the first session of the workshop where I feel I made a total fool of myself, left immediately after all the introductions had been made without hanging around to *network*, came straight home and was in bed five minutes after walking in the door. There was an appointment I had to keep at ten on Wednesday morning, but I came straight home afterwards, went back to bed and stayed there for the next 24 hours. I have no recollection whatsoever of any dreams, but with this aspect perfecting while I slept, I'm sure if I had any they were transformational.