I get a horoscope in my mailbox every morning. I usually read it; sometimes I just delete it. I believe astrology works to some extent, especially the way Hindu birth charts are configured. (OK. OK. Yes! I am hiding the Linda Goodman's Sun Signs behind my back.) However, I wouldn't live my life according to what the stars might have in store. Don't we, as individuals, carve our own future? So anyway, I opened up the daily horoscope this morning. Here's what it stated:
Dear SBT,
Here is your horoscope for Tuesday, November 15:
There are usually a few sentences here about how my day will be or something about my personality. But today...nothing...nada...zilch.
I'm still trying to get over the fact that a generated daily horoscope is telling me my day is worthless. Maybe it's insinuating that it's my last day. On the other hand, it could be a new beginning - tabula rasa; however, there may just be a glitch in the matrix.
Lets take a moment now to ponder our existence.
OK. Done. Thanks for listening.
November 16, 2005
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