The Psychic

My sister visited one.

I'm a complete cynic when it comes to this supernatural crap. I understand that there are plenty of unexplained phenomena in this world but it wasn't too long ago that we didn't understand eclipses either. In that respect, I'd prefer to think that we're simply nescient of the mysteries of this very complicated world. You can tell I'm a total science geek can't you? *pushes nerd glasses up bridge of nose and snorts at own humour*

Either way, this psychic hit on some home truths (completely by accident I assure you). Here are some of the things she said and they should be read in a quiet whisper suited to their paranormal content;

1. You have a relation called Patrick. (Eh hello, we live in Ireland?)
2. You have a relation in the army. (Again, we live in Ireland. There was a civil war here not too long ago..)
3. Someone in your family has Alzheimer's. (No kidding, we have a fricking aging population)
4. You have a younger brother. He is highly intelligent but hasn't fully blossomed yet. (I think she was trying to win me over with compliments here. You lose crazy woman! YOU LOSE!)
5. You are going abroad for the next 2 years and will work in 2 different jobs. One of them will involve education with children. (OK so my sister is moving to Kenya and Sudan to get involved in educational programmes, I don't know how she got that)

So apart from the last pretty specific comment, there were quite a lot of vague and generic statements. The only good thing about it is that she told my sister not to come back for a year at least so I can safely assume that it takes her a good while to come up with this kind of shit. All I'll say on the matter (em well discounting this blog post anyway) is that my sister has more money than common sense. And in this economy, she's not exactly that flush. I think I'll stick with Mystic Meg on Facebook for now.