Me: Oh crap, what now?
Me: Our horoscope!
Me: You mean the Rob Bezsny one?
Me: So you read it!!!!
Me: Um, yeah, we’re the same person, remember?
Me: Right. So why aren’t you screaming like I am?
Me: Because I’m sane.
Me: Allow me to quote.
Me: Please don’t.
Me: Oh just watch me! According to Mr. Brezsny:
It’s quite possible, Libra, that you will benefit from a Hubble-like augmentation of your vision in the next nine months. Right from the beginning, make sure there are no significant defects in the fundamentals of your big expansion.
Me: I don’t get it.
Me: Nine months! Expansion!
Me: Oh, you think this means we’re going to be pregnant this month.
Me: This is the baby psychic all over again. *Rolls Eyes*
Me: No! This is better! He’s syndicated!
Me: It’s random. Do you think it means every Libra will get pregnant this month?
Me: No! Just us! We’re special.
Me: No we’re not.
Me: We’re going to get pregnant! La la la la la la!
Me: I’m going away now.
Me: Screw you. I’m going to enjoy this. YYYYYIIIIIPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Me: *Backs away slowly*