Scorpio [Oct. 23 – Nov. 21]: The change in your life this week is more a shift in perspective than circumstances. Unfortunately, that means the guy you randomly met on the subway and super slutty-style boned in an alley is totally your new brother-in-law. But we’ve all been there.
Sagittarius [Nov. 22 – Dec. 21]: Are you being reasonable? This week, check your biases: is it really that important to be sober during a religious ceremony? I say no.
Capricorn [Dec. 22 – Jan. 19]: Capricorns are known for being reasonable and cautious, which will serve you well this week, when your emergency EpiPen saves you from a gnarly reaction caused by a flavored lube you’re surprised with.
Aquarius [Jan. 20 – Feb. 18]: You’ve been putting a lot of pressure on external factors for your satisfaction, but remember that you have the power to please yourself … that’s why God made opposable thumbs.
Pisces [Feb. 19 – Mar. 20]: Lately, it’s been really hard to relax because of your tense living situation, but we all know the stress of moving out is financially and logistically overwhelming. That’s why I recommend roofies. For yourself, and to slip into your cunt roommate’s evening cocktail. She’ll never remember who “didn’t take out the garbage again.”
Aries [Mar. 21 – Apr. 19]: Planet Uranus is stationary in your sign. You know what that means: major buttplay.
Taurus [Apr. 20 – May 20]: Sometimes a surprise can be a good thing. But not this week, when you find that thing you ate was not by any means food.
Gemini [May 21 – June 21]: Stop worrying about the destination and enjoy the journey. I’m just taking a quick detour to my dealer.
Cancer [June 22 – July 22]: Lately, you’ve been making mountains out of molehills. Or should I say, moles out of third nipples. Skip the mind games and embrace reality — Mark Wahlberg’s got one too.
Ophichus [?*&!]: You are, what the French call, les incompetents. [Editor’s Note: Sometimes Shirley likes to drink a handle of Jack and quote Home Alone.]
I mean, when else would you quote Home Alone? 😉
I love that Shirley quoted Home Alone for Ophichus. Clearly her inner child is scratching to get out when she drinks Jack.