Astrology may or, may not, be a load of bollocks. I'm not a great believer in horoscopes, well, not the generalising, one-paragraph-of-crap-fits-all ones, at any rate. It depends on my mood. Still, I came across this one and decided to relax my standards because I rather liked its arsey style!
CANCER (June 21-July 22)
More from the Career Advice In My Opinion department. In case you're interested in switching jobs right around now, my official astrological position is that you not attempt to fart around with anything that doesn't really get your engines hot. Some rather bright stars are now shining on you. This is not the year to take "something temporary till you're ready to do what you really want." This is the year to rock and roll. With human incarnations currently lasting about 80 years with excellent luck, why piss away life on mediocrity, and here in the wildest-ever moment in history, there is enormous, indeed, stunning potential for adventure. This is the time to do exactly what you want to do, and the stars have not been better since one rare, glowing afternoon back when Jimmy Carter was president.
More from the Career Advice In My Opinion department. In case you're interested in switching jobs right around now, my official astrological position is that you not attempt to fart around with anything that doesn't really get your engines hot. Some rather bright stars are now shining on you. This is not the year to take "something temporary till you're ready to do what you really want." This is the year to rock and roll. With human incarnations currently lasting about 80 years with excellent luck, why piss away life on mediocrity, and here in the wildest-ever moment in history, there is enormous, indeed, stunning potential for adventure. This is the time to do exactly what you want to do, and the stars have not been better since one rare, glowing afternoon back when Jimmy Carter was president.
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