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Having Prince stuck in your head is much better than having Whitney Houston stuck in your head.

In other news, I am hella sore and tired from the gym last night. 

Pain, the Marines say, is weakness leaving the body.  Does that mean I am really weak? 

Stupid Marines.  Ow.

Hey, that's promising... (from freewillastrology)

For the first time in thousands of years, grass is now growing year-round in Antarctica. Winter temperatures have risen nine degrees Fahrenheit in the last thirty years, allowing wild lawns to spread where there were once ice sheets. I see a comparable metamorphosis for you in the coming weeks, Scorpio. A once-barren or frozen landscape in your psyche will show signs of vibrant life. A part of your world that has been inhospitable will welcome you.

Now what part of my world could that be?