I can’t help but notice that in the past few weeks my horoscopes happen to mention almost every thing I’m going through, and they’re trying to point me (?) to the right direction or maybe giving me ideas (?) of what would likely work out for me. I am not purposely seeking solace in them. I just happen to stumble upon them on the iGoogle page and Friendster. I should never rely on them, I know. Coincidence, perhaps. Lots of them.
I’ve been doing graveyard at work and I hate, hate, hate it. The only good thing out of that is the incentive and I get to watch The Today Show when I come home in the mornings. But, ugh, I’m backlogging on a web project because this schedule is killing me and I don’t have enough time to work at home after spending the night at the office. Fortunately, I’ll be on the A.M. shift by Monday. Thank God.
Oh, yeah. Two more episodes and I’m done with Heroes, season 1. I’m behind, I know. (Of course, I like Peter Petrelli… and Hiro Nakamura.)
