the stars say...
so i did something totally out of character - i had my fortune read. almost a year ago joey told me about having hers done and i thought it sounded neat and kooky, but didn't think it was something i'd ever want to do (let alone pay money for!). but hey, people change. i went down for a visit and knew i had to have joey take me to get it done!
maybe i wouldn't have thought it was such a great idea if i'd thought about it for longer than a split second. i would have freaked out out and predicted the psychic would tell me a lot of gruesome stuff ("oh, i see you're having a run of bad luck lately. it's going to be getting much much worse"), or better yet: she'd get a horrified look on her face the second she saw me and then refuse to tell my fortune. so thank goodness i didn't over think things...it was really fun!
do perfectly happy people go to psychics? i can't imagine that they do...unless they're just along for the ride with a gloomy friend. i only went in hopes that someone with authority (!) would tell me that things are going to pick up. i didn't hear anything earth shattering (at least nothing that seemed earth shattering at the moment...i might change my mind if i meet a 6'1" jerry who makes me travel to canada with him...oh gawd - there's that bad news i feared: doomed to an existence with one foot on the bmw's accelerator and the other foot in canada!)