How could all these millions of people on earth be devided into - what is it, twelve? - kinds of people and then be treated to twelve predictions of what is going to happen in their lives? I wonder. Somehow it doesn't make sense. Still, horoscopes appeal to my irrational side (old flames etc. :)) and reading them is to a certain extent an entertaining tool to reflect on life. For those of you who want to know: I am a capricorn and (chinese) fire goat. Apparently. Not hugely flattering, all this goat business.