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Sunday, July 25, 2004

Cancer. The Crab.

I've just stumbled on an interesting discovery about Cancerians.
We like Wednesdays and we notice the wonders of twilight.
"The Magic Hour"

Twilight, a phenomenon whereby its' atmosphere effects everybody under it.
People feel no sadness, forgets their loneliness and sorrow. Everything seems all right.
(That's what i think anyway)

I guess that's all i got for today about Cancers.
(What? That's it?)
Yep. That is all...
(What about the mood swings? The emotional fluctuations? The warmth of a CRAB?)
Ah.. yes... mood swings. A cancers' starsign is exactly what it is. 69, sideways. It's 2 different people, going different ways, but the problem is that they both reside in the same body.
(And who found that one out?)
Thanks to Raspberry for pointing that out to me. Although sometimes i think i'm a 696.
(Meaning?)
(It means sometimes it feels like there's a third person. Fool.)
(No one asked you.)

Raspberry also mentioned that Cancers can tolerate and understand many types of people.
(Cause we have been those people)
We know what its' like.
(In terms of "way of thinking", been there, done that.)

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