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Ann Landers has nothing on me

Every morning that I ride the subway, I pick up a copy of BostonNOW, which is sort of like the free Metro paper, only with better news, reader contributions, a more amusing wack job factor, and even more newsprint rubbing off on my fingers.

I always read Lisa’s horoscope and my horoscope. Not because I believe in them — I don’t think my birthday has anything to do with how my day will go. (Unless it is my birthday, in which case my grandmother will call me early in order to be the first person to wish me happy birthday, and that’s a great way to start the day. Also, I know I’ll be getting cake, and frosting rocks.) But today’s horoscope started off like this:

Your advice is so stellar now that anyone who doesn’t take it is a fool!

As soon as I read it, I knew I’d have to use it for my 365days shot. I mean, if some nutter making up stuff about everyone’s day says something like this about me (and every other Sagittarius) it’s gotta mean something. Heh.