this is how twisted my (il-)logic can be

Big news!!! My surgery date is set - January 22nd. I'll pass over for now all the whirlwind of emotions that came with the realization that this is truly going to happen and soon. Instead, I took a look at the patron saints of that particular day of the year and what they are patron saints of - curious if they could tell me something about the outcome of that eventful date:

• Anastasius the Persian: protects against headaches (i.e., complications? sehr gut!)
• Blaesilla: patron saint of brides and widows (hmmm...minus?)
• Dominic of Sora: protects against snakes and fever (that may come in handy)
• Laura Vicuna: patron saint of martyrs (not sure I like the sound of that one...)
• Vincent of Saragossa: patron saint of wine and vinegar makers (sheesh, they'll hand these awards out for anything...)

So I take this in sum as a break even omen. Perhaps a look at how these holy figures died might shed some light on things:

• Anastasius the Persian: strangled and beheaded (ummm, not a good start.....)
• Blaesilla: fever (at least it wasn't violent)
• Dominic of Sora: natural causes (yes!!!)
• Laura Vicuna: beaten and abused by her step-father - died at the age of 13 (dammit!)
• Vincent of Saragossa: imprisoned, tortured and burned on a gridiron (ouch)

Luckily I don't believe in such things. This little exercise in pseudo-logic-astrology has effectively strengthened even further my utter disregard for superstition and for astrology. If anyone wishes to take advantage of my fall from psuedo-scientific grace, I have a basket full of rabbit's feet, astrological charts, loadstones, salt shakers and an unwashed t-shirt once spit upon by the esteemed dr. james dobson up for grabs...