I'm not ashamed to say it: the second thing I do with the newspaper every morning - after scanning the headlines - is to turn to the horoscope page. On days when the trainee journalist who's predicting my day has nice things to say, I believe everything the stars tell me. On days when it is clear that those who were responsible for setting the page can't tell a fire sign from a water sign, I read them all to see which horoscope is really mine.
I read my Tarot predictions on Facebook and never ask why they only have cards from the major arcana (or whatever); when I want something really badly, I see signs everywhere; I wish on mail vans; I leave nothing to chance and everything to interpretation.
This morning, via (of all places) Harriet, I find this thing called Oblique Strategies. So far I've got 'What would your best friend do?" (I don't know. How do I find out who is my best friend anyway?), 'Cascades" (very enlightening), "Just carry on" (thanks very much. Just when I was planning to wallow and/or live in the past) and "Give the name away" (interesting it should say that. Who was it who just pointed out to me that we need more than one name in our lifetimes? [no, don't tell me. I know who]. At any rate, since I can't give the game away, I'm ready enough to give the name away: now who's volunteering? Who's had enough of their name - ??!, you stepping up to the plate?) and - wait for this (because it took me three hits on the random button) "Do the washing up". Thanks a bunch.
It's only 7.33 am. I could do this for the next several hours.
I'll make one prediction that OS, the horoscope and the Tarot are not going to make for me that is going to be completely accurate: if I don't get off the net and back to work, I'm not going to meet my deadline.
This foretelling the future is so easy.