Some Guy

So some guy signed for a room in our house last night. I think his name is Paul. But I like 'some guy' better. It's more personal. I think I hate him. This makes absolutely no sense, as I barely know him and usually like everyone excessively. And he seems friendly enough. Every logical bone in my body (of which there are very few) is telling me I should like him. I was never much for logic anyway...

Also, my horoscope this week is incredible! I read Free Will Astrology religiously and can hardly contain my excitement every thursday morning when the new Echo comes out. It's like Christmas, but without the rampant consumerism. I also read a few of my friends' horoscopes and they were wonderful as well. So I suggest you read it. It's available online (http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/) but there's something about holding the paper in your hand and reading it that gives me a thrill. Especially when reading it outside in the snow.

Here's mine:

Pisces
"No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible," wrote French philosopher Voltaire. I hope you will contradict him, Pisces, both in the coming weeks and throughout 2006. To be in alignment with the most exalted astrological possibilities, you should be the snowflake that at least tries to question the avalanche, and even makes an effort to stop it or reroute it. Maybe you don't realize how much power your seemingly little crystalline self has to change history, but I'm here to tell you it's more than you imagine.