Lousy horoscopes...

So I totally just had one of those weird experiences that, despite your better judgement, makes you believe in crazy supernatural forces. Either that or great luck/sheer coincidence.

My hororscope for today tells me that the event I've been invited to, I shouldn't feel bad about getting out of if it really matters to you to what you would be doing instead. Actually, that's crappy wording. Here it is:

Your appetite for adventure has been whetted, and you know exactly who to call to take along for the ride. If you've got to beg off from some less exciting plans you'd already made, don't lie. They'll understand.


The less exciting plans? Family reunion. And tonight I decided for certain I wasn't going to go. Appetite for adventure? I'm leaving for Suttle Lake tomorrow to be a counselor. Adventure camp. Coincidence? I think NOT.

Crazy stuff. I love when that happens. When the odd generalities of fortune telling come together to be far too close to reality for comfort. I suppose that's what keeps us coming back. I mean, even now, it could have been anything. There's always something we want to get out of, but, yeesh, it was the last thing I talked about before I came home.

Things like that make me smile. I like being wowed by something which appears greater than the dull, ridiculous reality we all live in. I suppose a lot of people do. Gives them something to hold on to, look forward to.

Ok, now I'm waxing philisophic. I gotta go.