There have been no yays and nays for the last two weeks. This absence shall from here on be referred to as a brief Christmas-related interlude.
But anyway, since it's the new year there are a lot of horoscopes around and the suchlike but I also came across this article: Your Astrological Sign May Not Be What You Think It Is. Apparently because someone remembered that planets actually move now and again, all horoscopes are inaccurate... I know! Horoscopes? Inaccurate? Never!
So apparently I should be a Taurus then. To be honest I'm not convinced by horoscopes anyway. What a load of old tosh.
About Sophie
- Sophie
- Sophie formed from the mould found on the bottom of a writer's mug of tea. Not much is known about the writer, except that they were shite. A considerable amount is known about the mug, however: it was a white mug with The Beatles images on the side. Many believe this is the cause of many of Sophie's traits, such as her pale shiny skin and her treatment of The Beatles like Gods. Some might say Sophie talks too much crap. Some might say her use of large font is quite irritating. Some might say she’s a twat. All of these are true of course, but you’re the one reading the blog so now who’s the twat, eh? This is the blog of Sophie, and her adventures, thoughts and opinions.
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