Although my horoscope has been telling me for months that things are getting better (not so's I've noticed), today, it was actually RIGHT ON THE BUTTON.

The current planetary configuration promises success. One small bit of news will give you a taste of the good times that lie ahead.

After only EIGHT months (as opposed to the usual 2 years), the military has agreed that I'm no longer good to them and approved my medical release. Of course, there's still a good four or five months before the paperwork is done but soon! soon!, people, I may actually be able to apply for some sort of benefit and GET IT for the first time since I was injured.

24 months ago.

Although, I am a bit skeptical about the "good times", unless it means that from now on, instead of bad news at every possible juncture, there will be only good.

And THAT, my friends, is a concept that requires me to go lay down.