May 7, 2011

My horoscope tells me "passion is one thing, but obsession is something else" and I just need to "let go." Because I've effectively shut myself off from the world and everything in it except for anything relevant to law school during this finals season, I assume my horoscope can only be referring to my recent "obsession" with Freebirds. I'm not sure I'd label it an "obsession," as opposed to a circumstance of convenience, but I digress. Regardless, I took the advice of the person who, allegedly, has the expertise necessary to opine about the implications on my life of planetary alignments and astral configurations and decided to "let go" of Freebirds today. Instead, I went to Fricano's, a tiny Italian deli on Speedway. While it was a decent sandwich, and this may be the "obsession" talking, I simply don't think Fricano's beats Freebirds as a better finals meal to such an degree so as to justify my horoscope in concluding the change will "make life easier all round." Sorry; maybe next time, astral expert.