I'd like to start out by quoting a previous blog entry of mine on the subject of your retrogrades:
"At most, I've found that Mercury going retrograde is just a matter of the straw that breaks the camel's back. Or the wrong word that sets off the brawl that had been building for months. Or the cheque being lost in the mail that should have paid the power bill three months ago. Or, in my case... waiting until today to install the new Vedic software I bought months ago that now, mysteriously, doesn't speak either English or Windows."
As you may recall, that retrograde of yours turned out to be... well, kind of crappy for Mercury-ruled matters for me. I found myself wondering about your possible role as a Trickster. After all, your placement in a birth chart is (forgive me) easy to ignore. You don't really have the sex, drugs, and rock and roll reputations that, say, Mars, Neptune, or Uranus have. Since you're never more than one sign away from the Sun, you tend to get drowned out. And I apologize for that. Especially given that perhaps the most important part of my job isn't to empathize or to espouse a point of view, so much as it is to communicate those things.
I think this is where your role in relationships is vastly underestimated. If you meet someone attractive in a bar where you can barely hear each other, that's one thing. It's the next morning when your ears are still ringing and you suddly can't quite remember the name of the person snoring next to you is that the real challenge kicks in.
That's metaphorically speaking, of course. I'm certain nothing like that has really happened to me or any of my fine, morally-upright readers.
So please, old friend... this time around I'm paying special attention to you. Don't screw up my software and my e-mail like you did last time. Besides... the Moon is also opposing Neptune right now, so I'm taking precautions. Rather than try to figure out this maddening business about Sarah Palin's time of birth, I'm going to do the astrologically sound thing... and take a nap.
Don't do anything crazy while I'm away. Please?
Your bestest best pal,
Matthew The Astrologer