So, back from hot, humid, rainy and buggy Maine.  Where even the range commands are just a bit off (“If cle-ah, hamma down holstah.”)  I had a disappointing match, but apparently everyone else did too so I wound up finishing in the top third of my division/class combination.  The great thing about having a ginormous spreadsheet to play with is you can almost always find some filtering technique that makes you look less sucky than you really are.  My next (last?) major of the year is the first weekend in October back in Marengo, so maybe the weather will be pleasant.  The magnets-out mag pouch works well at home, I’ll use it at a match this weekend to see if I should buy more of them. The match was not the clusterfuck I feared, but they weren’t willing to pay for a hotel room for the night after the match, so I made the 6.5 hour drive home powered by vast amounts of black coffee and have been completely fubar with the circadian rhythm ever since.

The week doesn’t start off badly, with Mercury and Jupiter indicating favorable news.  Though this is counterbalanced with the moon and Saturn retrograde indicating something breaking at home.  But then they split up, and Wednesday is going to be a bad time.  You’ve got Mercury (bringing chaos) teaming up with Venus retrograde (conflict, romantic breakups, etc).  And of course, this is happening in Leo which is just revving up for the year, so the fights should be epic.  Someone will be needing new stuff.  There’s another generally bad sign for the week —  if you stand outside and face Gemini, Virgo will be on your left-hand side and Pisces will be on your right.  Also at these anchor points will be troubling indicators: the moon and Mars, and Saturn retrograde respectively.

Cancer: Queen of Wands reversed – A hottie, but not necessarily the most faithful one.

Leo: 3 of Cups – Woo hoo! Paaarty!

Virgo: 5 of Wands reversed – Losing. Badly.

Libra: Page of Wands reversed – That fucker had one job to do.

Scorpio: The Hermit – Your paranoia will serve you well.

Sagittarius: Knight of cups reversed – Liar, fraudster, flim-flam man, televangelist.

Capricorn: Death reversed – I want to make a petit mort joke here, but it wouldn’t be cartomantically accurate. It’s basically lesser versions of the misfortunes of the Death card, so instead of losing your legs in a car crash, you’d stub your to on a cub. That sort of thing.

Aquarius: 5 of Coins reversed – it really sucks needing to rely on the assistance of others.

Pisces: Two of Wands – Bored. Bored bored bored bored bored. If you want to be artsy about it you could call it ennui.

Aries: The High Priestess reversed – A romantic encounter going badly.

Taurus: 4 of Cups reversed – Nostalgia is lying to you

Gemini: The Emperor – There’s an authority figure, and he’s in a bitchy mood.