Restraints result in revelry

I get my daily horoscope emailed to me. I'm a Taurus. So basically, I'm a stubborn, fat bastard that likes to eat, drink and lie around a lot.

Anyway, I don't read the horoscope every day, but the subject line today was intriguing: "Restraints result in revelry". Sounds like a BDSM personal ad to me! But it was actually more mundane. It just said that if I restrain myself from complaining, then I'll be able to revel in happiness or something like that. Well, I love to complain, so screw that. I'll revel in my irritation, thank you very much.

Speaking of horoscopes, you should check out this book: Born on a Rotten Day: Illuminating and Coping with the Dark Side of the Zodiac by Hazel Dixon-Cooper. It's a less than positive look at all 12 astrological signs. It's pretty goddamn funny. It says to calm a Taurus, you should throw food at them. That usually works to shut me up. So, check it out if you like reading about your sun sign, but you'd like to kill Rob Brezny and his Free Will Astrology because his horoscopes are so freakin' unhelpful.