Sunday, Apr. 20, 2003 | 11:22 AM

When the moon is in the 7th house and jupiter aligns with mars�

Oh my life feels like amusement parks and gooey rum cocktails and cathedral ceilings and silver nail polish and baby blue sundresses and cuddly tiger striped kittens.

How can one person have so much happiness all at the same time?

The weekend with the family was most pleasant. I�ll talk about it later�probably tomorrow.

I saw About Schmidt last night. If you haven�t already, I highly recommend it. Beautifully written and acted.

It struck me how easily people�s lives can just turn into nothing. Those small compromises you start making. The dreams you give up. Suddenly you�re sixty years old and you have no idea where your life went. I�m so GLAD I got off that train, or rather, was forcibly thrown from it at several intervals.

�Be bold,� said Goethe, �and mighty forces will come to your aid.�

We all know, I think, in our gut, exactly what we are here to do. We ignore it at our own peril. To take the road of least resistance, to give in for the sake of fear, leads to nothingness�emptiness.

When you dive through that wall of disquietude, there is so much on the other side. We are each responsible for our own destinies, and if you�re bright, beautiful, and talented, and you waste your time at Ho Hum Inc., slinging hash or paperwork, trotting back home for weekly pedestrian sex with the wife, spending your hard earned money on silly creature comforts that will most likely collect dust for the next decade (hey folks, whether you�re forking over cash for Hummel Figurines or limited edition Sonic Youth 7 inches is irrelevant�it�s all JUNK in the end) then I won�t feel sorry for you. We all deserve the best that life has to offer, and you ain�t gonna find that on your pay statement. It�s up to you to build it yourself. If you wait around for it, you�ll be waiting until Rigor Mortis sets in.

Jonee, your entry was most inspiring.

My opening night is two weeks from Friday.

And my apartment is as clean as a Buddhist monastary.