Never make a bet you can't pay.

I was picked up by a woman a few years older than me who struck up a conversation. She was a fortune teller of sorts. She offered to read my fortune and even discussed her abilities. She offered me a bet: she would write a prediction on a piece of paper. If she learned more about me than I did about her, I would have to give her something. If I learned more about her than she did about me, she would give me what I choose. I laughed and thought about how bad it would be if I lost. She offered a second option. If I performed the prediction I was given at the end of the day, I only have to give her an object of my choice. I said sure. I was given a folded up piece of paper. <br><br>Over the next few hours, we got to know each other. We discussed everything. I knew her favorite food, favorite color, what she liked, what she didnt. She was a very interesting person. When I thought of it, I got it. She was that special person I was gonna meet, the one that my grandma had told me about. <br><br>But what was my fortune? <br><br>I said goodbye and she went into her tent. I unfolded the paper. She was right, she did know more about me than I did her. <br><br>Well, I thought, I could have just given her my phone. <br><br>*Log into your computer. Look at your desktop. Rename your skyrim folder to skyrim diplomacy. Rename your skyrim diplomacy folder to skyrim war. Rename your skyrim war folder to skyrim diplomacy. You should have been more careful.*