Jumping right in, that’s me.

My horoscope in the paper today says:

“Gentle evolution was never your favorite kind. You are more of a jump-off-the-high-dive-on-the-first-swimming-lesson kind of person. So try not to be too bored with the slow learning process you’re currently going through.”

Newspaper horoscopes are total bullshit of course, but I love the occasions like this when they’re so astonishingly accurate. (Kind of like the thing where they say if you put 100 monkeys in a room with 100 typewriters, you’d end up with Shakespeare. Or the fact that if a meteorologist predicted rain every day of the year, they’d still be 30% accurate. Or something like that.)

 

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One of my friends gave me a calendar for Christmas that has a horoscope every day. I tend to find it very silly but… “Friday, April 27: It’s more about what you want than what others want. However, your presentation may come across a little more aggressively than you’d intended, so consider dialing it back a few decibels.” I laughed when I got to the part about lowering it a few decibels. *blush* Hee. “Saturday & Sunday, April 28 & 29: Well, you can’t say ‘nothing ever happens to me’ much longer. The next forty-eight hours should be newsworthy, and the decisions that are made could set the tone for months to come.” And what a lovely tone, so far.