Years ago I read my horoscope... and it basically said I would have the worst week of my life. And so the week began, I was a mess by Tuesday, in despair by Thursday and I decided not to get out of bed on the Saturday. Sunday night, nothing had happened all week- bar the add on of about ten grey hairs.
So today I mustered up the courage and read from the classier papers (The Sunday Times), and my star sign said the following;
Something vague will happen this week. It will either be positive or negative. That is up to you.
And so the week begins....
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