Librawr Horrorscope

Updated daily at midnight

2025-07-25
Librawr

September 23 - October 22

Tormented by the inability to choose, whether it's dinner plans or which streaming service has the least buffering. Seeks balance but finds only mild panic.

Lucky Number
0.5 (because whole numbers are far too decisive)
Lucky Color
Gridlocked Gray — the exact shade of a spinning loading icon at midnight.
Mood
ambiguously frazzled

Librawr, the cosmic scales continue their eternal wobble, threatening to tip dramatically at the slightest provocation—like that feeling when your sentient smart TV wants to update right as the suspense peaks. Today, all decisions—major, minor, and even those involving sock color—will bear the weight of universal judgment, by which I mean your own future regret and/or stomachache.

Venus, your so-called guiding star, attempts to lend clarity, but she’s stuck in a group chat with Mercury and Pluto. Expect mixed signals, delayed responses, and an overwhelming urge to Google the exact difference between 'mauve' and 'taupe.' The universe is a buffet, Librawr, and tonight you’ll circle it seventeen times before ordering water.

Tasks you planned to complete will merge into a cloud of options, each more ambiguous than the last. Do not fear! You can always balance out procrastination with equal parts existential dread. If anyone asks about your progress, simply whisper, 'I’m weighing my options,' then vanish behind the nearest houseplant.

By day's end, you'll have achieved spiritual symmetry: equal parts exhausted and accomplished nothing of substance, which, incidentally, is what passes for balance in the current cosmic cycle. Rest assured, tomorrow will offer fresh new choices to wildly overthink.