World Cocoon

lets get the first weirdness out of the way – i got a warning from my job for being out too many times. i was out 8 times. this is weird cause i was sure i was out 16 or so. brilliant.

so, from two days ago the weirdness was that z-z-z-zodiac shit that was going around and i fell for it just like everybody else did, except mine stayed the same (taurus, the mighty bull with a large member and excellent verbal skills) so you know the shit was made up by a taurus. awesome.

whats funny is that people were really getting upset about their signs changing, which i thought was, you know, stupid. i mean weird. since its all nonsense anyway. yup, like the people that believe in it i also like to flip open to my shit and read it and go ‘omg thats soooo me i AM a good friend and i will fight back when im up against the wall’  but in the end it all seems like one of those fucking horrible ‘i talk to ghosts your father/grandma/puppy/turtle is here with me’ ; just being general and vague enough to slip by and feed the ego like the trojan horse. theyre like the computer viruses of the brain and the heart, youll just let them in cause you thought it would be a kitten pic but it ends up destroying your hard drive. and so on and other mixed metaphors.

so i figure ill just change my sign anyway. i asked a friend that loves milk to choose a new one for me and she chose libra, which i like because she doesnt realize libra is a comic book character, tho im betting evey sign is the name of a comic book character. whatever. heres my new hororscope –

Keep on going — you are on the right track and you know it. Confidence is growing.

yay! this is so much better! finally.

oh here’s my old taurus one.

Create a new tactic for dealing with your busy days by rearranging your priorities.

these really seem like parts of the same sentence.