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astrology bites my ass / 2002-10-15 - 5:56 p.m.
I've decided as of late that I hate horoscopes. All they've done lately is take time out of my day to blow sunshine up my ass.

When I'm bored at work, I hop on the browser, pull up the astrology page and there's my horoscope. All bright and shiny, ready to tell me that "You'll be in the spotlight" or that "Your love will do ___(insert some sort of event here)__."

Its almost a game now, to see exactly how far off from the truth my horoscope could possibly be. Fun ways to fill time when I'm supposed to be doing something useful. Good thing that's not how I spend my WHOLE day.

The previous, seemingly empty-headed entry has pretty much been my state of mind. Nothing, then random bursts of utter shit splattering across the keyboard.

So that's it. I'm spent. Was it good for you?