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Dear Rick:
Every time I read my horoscope it's like you're talking right to me. 


Seriously though, horoscope's been kinda dead on lately, 
And sometimes I'm curious if it's just because I made coffee for the guy who writes them every day for more than a year, and I let him touch my leg when I had my holy pants on. Scandalous. 

Today, he advises I waste some time. 
I think I can handle that. 
Hank and I just went for a walk, I played some guitar, I'm about to eat breakfast, 
It's raining.

Please, Lord, Give me something to do today. 
I promise I'll not let my ego get in the way.



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