Hi, Virgos (Virgoes?) Potatoes? I don't know what I'm saying or writing or what I'm doing here.
No—just kidding. Of course I know what I'm doing here: to meet and greet other odd Virgos just like me!
I think too much—just like my e-mail horoscope told me today. I check my e-mail daily so if I don't answer you it's not because I'm on vacation or something. A nice way to say it, no? Yes?
Am I crazy, or what? No—neither.
I'd like to converse with a zany Virgo like me—no, wait—not like me—one such as I, that's right.
I'm still giddy, giddy after watching clips of Jon Stewart do politics. I love him! Do you? Do you also laugh out loud when you are all alone, like I? (See: like I do?)
That's enough. I'm sure you hate me now and will never answer this nonsense.