This Explains Everything.

I fell in love on Sunday, head-over-heels, with the most beautiful man in the entire world. A man of my dreams: Intelligent, witty, kind, independent, with great lips. I was dreaming of walks in the park, shared books, and telephone calls for no reason. But by Monday I had lost all hope because that is what I do and because an object struck Jupiter, my ruling planet. And today is Tuesday already.

Wednesday Update: But what is life if you're not falling in love every day? Same person or not? The bruise on Jupiter was the size of the Pacific Ocean! And did you know about 1994?