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?
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