"Truth has a quiet breast."
Shakespeare's The Tragedy of King Richard II [I.iii.100]
- Fishing Guide to the Stars
by Kramer Wetzel
For the week starting: 3.4.2010
"Kiss me I'm one-fifth Irish."
Pisces: "You go out with a guy called 'Kramer,' and weird, it just goes with the territory," a date was explaining, "not like I figured dating you would be anything normal, whatever that means." Not a Pisces, but that weirdness quotient? That's very much present. Some Pisces will insist that there's a "Kramer quotient" present, too. That much?
I'll deny it. It's not really me. It's a combination of events that stack up planets and energies in strange ways, and that's strange, even by the Pisces standards. Which are generally fairly liberal, in the weird way. Isolation is the solution.
It's your birthday week, and everything is inside the Pisces circle is a screaming "Party!" However, everything outside the Pisces circle is gently suggesting to tone it down. Dinner for two, not two hundred. Quiet evenings with a one, Pisces-friendly person of interest. Not a barroom full of half-strangers. I'm just saying, tone it down. Work in the quiet time. You can enjoy adequate -- even by your standards -- enjoyment. Just take it easy.
Aries: One morning, last week, I went to the post office to fetch up the mail. Bills, more bills, no money and a returned package. My tax forms I'd sent off to Mr. Tax Forms guy, the accountant. Mailed them a few days earlier, one, I didn't have sufficient postage, so there was that pesky "postage due" issue, and a second deal? Have to hand a package over, if it weighs more than 13 ounces or something.
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