Did I tell you guys I was the victim of a horrible astrology attack on Friday night?
I was at a birthday dinner, and the suject of signs came up. I was asked what sign I was, and I said Aries, and one of our group proceeded to tell me how I was like my sign, and I said, "yeah, I don't believe in astrology." But you know, politely and sweetly.
EXPLOSION!
YOU DONT BELIEVE THE MOON HAS ANY EFFECT ON PEOPLE????
Um. Well, you see, um...
I opted out of the conversation. It was going into a fighty place. But I'm a little bit mad that I didn't say, "But you know, you're not really a Cancer, you're a Gemini, because the earth's orbit has changed in the last 2000 years due to wobble, so whatever sign you think you are, you're actually the sign before it, JERKFACE."
And then that would have lead to anger. But I WOULD HAVE FELT BETTER.
Perhaps this explains why I am no fun at parties. BUT I AM STILL MAD.