So I’ve been asking the Universe for a while for some SOF. Sex on Fire! I seem to be most sexually compatible with Mars in Scorpio or Venus in Pisces….Josh, Mr. H, Nick…..I haven’t had a Pisces since N and he was a sexual revelation for me. Changed everything. Changed me. Changed my whole focus of what I wanted and more importantly what I needed. Sunday. Sunday was Brittany’s Queen’s Brunch. I’m a Goddess, but still in attendance….afterwards traveled to the beach and of course within 10 seconds I happen upon 4 eligible bachelors. All pretty acceptable on the eyes. Fast forward to this extremely attractive blue eyed, tawny haired soul named Forest whom I began to gravitate toward. We made out and holy shit, it was another level of fireworks. I put my hand up and looked at him and said, I wasn’t expecting that. He said, “Me either.” I haven’t felt that shit since Weston. Upon a subsequent makeout session, quoth Forest, “Our sexual chemistry is insane.” Yaaas sir….it is…very much so. Like I feel like I’m on drugs type shit. Like this could be the best sex of my life type shit. And yes he’s a Pisces. And even better yet was delivered to me by two Nicks….don’t think I don’t get your jokes. I am such a pawn in this game of universal mayhem. He also told me he’s wanted to kiss me since the moment he saw me. At Beer Punx or Poorhouse or wherever way before this chance beach encounter.

My horoscope for this day was be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. And the responsibility that comes with it. Yes Universe, I asked for crazy ass chemistry connection. Can I keep a level head while still enjoying the fruition of your labors? Only time will tell….