Stars in my eyes

A while back I expressed something hopeful about horoscopes and such. I was promised a good year that year and I thanked the stars for that. Since it proved to be completely the opposite, 2006 being an almost complete pile of poo, I turned my back on the wish-wash.

Enter Facebook.

Horoscope and Tarot applications telling me my fortune every day. I am supposed to have found love many times over by now. Why is it then that of late, the only man to have shown any sort interest at all is the manager at Pizza Go Go? At 2 o'clock in the morning. Flirting with me whilst waiting for my fries to become golden and delicious. To go with my large pizza. OK, nevermind, I just answered that. I need new hangouts, clearly.

I think I am going to remove them from my page. Or simply stop reading them. Reading into them.

But hark! Tomorrow my Money and Love are BOTH sunshiny...