to complain about the Capricorn horoscope

A person wrote to me yesterday morning, to complain about the Capricorn horoscope.
>Louise (olly@hello.com) on Monday, March 5, 2001 at 11:32:59
>sign: Capricorn
>TalkToKramer: It seems to me that a capricorn in your life has been
>pushing a few of your buttons – no reason why you should take it out on
>the rest of us. I suggest you keep your judgements to yourself and just
>interpret the astrology.
The funny thing, after I wrote a nice repsonse? My answer bounced. So even though I did listen, and even though I did respond, the original author of the note wasn’t listening. And it’s like I suggested to begin with…. Besides, I’m up to my ears in lovely, darling, beautiful Capricorn’s right now. This is where it gets good: I bought a hefty lunch, after a long hike, for a red headed Capricorn. Do I have thing against Caps? My accomplice for the afternoon just looked at me like I was crazy. She was tempted on at least two occasions, to push me into the lake, but that was for poor jokes. And my constant nagging about me and my appearance. “Look, black sandals, black t-shirt, black shorts, right idea?” She glanced at me, “Yeah, right. You look more like Bubba than anything else, goth-boy.” Might have been the purple stripes in the flannel shirt I wound up carrying. By the end of the afernoons hike, I was down to just wearing shorts. Might have to rethink my ideas about myself. I wonder if there’s any Cure. And all my time and trouble spent hacking away on the various scripts I’ve got running, my attempts at programming? I finally gave up, and contacted a guy about getting a shopping cart to work on the order form. There was one other thing, a note I aimed to send to the bank’s customer care person, and I let the Cap proofread it. “It never ceases to amaze me how you can say those things without cussing.”