I admit it: I read my horoscope every day.
Today’s forecast — well, forecasts, as I get the whole battery of reports on my Yahoo! start page — was so eerily dead-on it gave me the shivers. I don’t really believe that my future can be divined from the stars, but still. How do they do it? How do they write these things to speak to such a broad audience? Most of the time I can read them and say, “Well, OK. But don’t these things apply in some fashion to nearly everyone, regardless of their birthdays?” Not today. It’s just plain freaky.
*Bonus points to anyone who can tell me what song this comes from without looking it up on Google. Erin, you no doubt knew it instantly.