Here is your horoscope
for Thursday, July 17:
By now, you realize that you're dissatisfied. Venting at inanimate objects is just a waste of time. Seek a healthy outlet for your complaints. You should feel better after talking about it, not worse.
Since this basically says I can stop throwing shiite at airything, and quit hurting my books, Imma gone get some weapons, take it out on everyone with NO exceptions who deserves it, and THEN use my horoscope as my excuse for murder by number. If I don't like you? Be very freakin' afraid because I'm in just that kinda mood.
*runs off laughing maniacally into the...day*