Terra Incognita

It can be very challenging to decide whether 2 or 9 is leading, especially in the 269 trifix. I fb friended this woman because we had a lot of mutual friends and I saw a very moving post of hers about her work as a hospice nurse. Since then, let's just say not all her posts have been as moving.

She is a Nine some of whose text posts could easily be mistaken for Two, while her ectoplasmic photos make it clear imo what leads. The clarifying issues with the text are the billboarding of the Twoiness a la 9-->3, the massive desire for it to be seen, the guttiness that this 'massivity' entails, the anger that underlies it, and the naive image-unconsciousness of utter shamelessness about showing it (oblivious). Basically, too Two to actually be Two lead.

On the other side there is also at times the ambivalence around it (9-->6) and need to apologize for it. But more so it's the sheer bloatedness of the Two in the text that points away from it. As in the photos, not image lead.

tbcd

This is the post that inspired this thread. (Since all her posts that I see are public--another pointer toward 9 @ 3--I don't mind putting it in the public section).

March 13
· Reykjavík, Iceland ·
Today. Well it was a day. I woke up at 6 am to the call of Marco at the front desk informing me that my car rental was ready. I got ready, looked at the weather, to my delight it was 20°. No negative sign. Today I would be checking into my glass igloo. I had a little juice and coffee and down to the lobby I went. I got in the car and it was a stick shift. Marco tried his hardest to get me a manual but couldn't for today. He felt so bad he personally drove me the 25 miles to pick up the keys to the igloo. When I arrived there was a couple on their honeymoon and the bride was hysterical. They overbooked and this couple came late and the other couple already checked into the double booked space. The manager was sweating trying to find out how it happened. I told the bride to hang tight they may offer her something better. They offered her a honeymoon suite in the hotel I was staying at. I mean it's nice there but it's not the igloo. I understood the bride's response. As they were checking me in, I thought about what my plan was for the igloo. I was going to write in my journal, and drink prosecco, praying the lights to show up. I kept saying to myself DONT LOOK AT HER. YOU DESERVE THIS MARIE. Then I heard her whisper to her husband, " I thought we would conceive our miracle baby under the stars." Before I knew it I was telling the manager to give the couple my igloo. Please don't say how wonderful that was. I hate that couple now. Jumping up and down and hugging me. I hate them. "You better make a damn baby." I left. Jumped back in the car and told Marco to speed away before I ran back in and grabbed my keys back. Igloo ppl are paying for my night at the hotel tonight. And will refund my money. I got back to the hotel and Marco told everyone about the "American lady who gave away her room" I got a beautiful bottle of moet and the couple arranged me to have dinner tonight on them. Whatever, just an excuse to book a trip to Finland. I will get the rental car tomorrow and venture out. And let me tell you 20° in the wind is WORSE than -14°.