I've decided that I'm going to write my own Pisces horoscope for the week. I can't believe I've only just thought of this! I'm having a great week already, but this is like the sprinkles on my bacon-flavored ice cream cone!
Perspective. Get some.
Now that you have some perspective, focus on what you want to get away with this week. If you get caught, you may blame a Virgo or a Leo (just this once).
If at the gym tonight you see the guy in his late twenties who wears his shorts around his chest, with the Justin Bieber hair, and the 1970's tube socks, you are totally allowed to laugh at him (but not out loud) without fear of karmic retribution.
Your cats are going to expect a lot from you today, so be prepared. You may want to avoid feeding them poultry for dinner. If you do, there could be backlash involving wiping cat puke from the walls and possibly the ceiling (yes, projectile cat vomit can reach that high).
Go ahead Pisces gal, grab your iPod and dance around your kitchen in your barefeet like your retired neighbor is watching, because he probably is.