capricorny

winter evening with my readings, chocolate coats the stomach. soon it will ooze into more tyres, but right now, it feels good. i refuse to be desultory tonight.
i believe in horoscopes. not literally, like looking out for unicorns while crossing the road, but as divine symbols at the times when i have dire-est need of a guiding light. horoscopes are so woolly that they can be interpreted any way you like. and the heapings of general virtues are helpful too. nothing like feeling righteous when in doubt. be patient, be confident, be careful, be nice, plus a few very specific generalities that make you think the astrologer KNOWS...
what sort of name is bejaan daruwaala anyway?