I truly came home yesterday with the intention of writing since it seems to lessen the load of a crappy day at work, but I was really, really, tired. So tired of working a really unfulfilled retail job. —-sigh. It’s okay, but not my passion. Is there any way to travel/eat & write about these 2 things for a living? I can be the female Anthony Bourdain. Snarky, spunky, & have a hungry open mind. I’m always dreaming, because according to Bazaar Magazine every month, Pisces: (this is the actual horoscope from March’s 2009) “You cannot second-guess life, as it is full of the unscripted. Satisfy a desire for excitement, but be sure to count to 10 before impulse becomes action. If you’re feeling resentful, express your grievances tactfully to defuse the situation.” Then Bazaar tells me there is a cool looking bangle from Roberto Coin, I should check out at Neiman’s. It’s pretty but I cannot afford it. Yep, this is my horoscope slightly different every month. It’s sometimes vague, logical, but hopeful. At times, this is me. So for now, I will enjoy this amazing day in Los Angeles, revel not being at work, & pretend this is my real job. I could get used to this…