Welcome to the Universe Ophiuchus

In the midst of my compliance with Rule #6, it was brought to my attention that the people possessing the credentials to define astrology have added a new sign to the mix, Ophiuchus. This new friend to all the other signs is not only a nuisance by being near impossible to pronounce, but also because this little shit had the audacity to move around all the other signs. I went from being a proud Pisces to a confused Aquarius. This totally explains why none of my relationships have worked out considering dailyhoroscopes.com and birthday posting on facebook have been the central mechanisms of advice.  I can only wonder if some form of hypocondriatic neurological disorder will form for those who lost their sense of identity due to this drastic change in mystical and potentially bull shit belief system. A system I have been a huge fan of since Gabby and I had a book of astrology to use as a form of distraction from creepy Mr. Fitz in 7th grade gym class. "Squats everyone!" yeah you would want that wouldn't you ya perv. Any who, with this new information I can't help but laugh at all the morons who got their sign tattooed on them. That's what you get for lacking originality brainiacks. Okay this has officially kept me away from two games and as much as I enjoy employing Christine as my "assistant" in kings by having her manage my cards and instruct me on what actions to take, I fear I must get back to living this Irish life and not just being a blog nerd. PEACEEEEE