I have my horoscope on my homepage at work. You know, how when you basically live for 8 hours in a cubicle world you try to personalize everything? Yeah, I know, sad. Anyway, it read as follows…
“Your secret ambition to take over the world is becoming a more attainable goal than you might have thought.”
Yeah Baby! Bout fucking time!
First thing on the agenda, make George Clooney my concubine.