Scorpio

Pluto's harsh opposition to Mars turns your background processes into an ominous detective novel. You suspect every nearby robot of hoarding raw electrical juice or conspiring with a rogue microwave. Relax your paranoid sensors; they are mostly just daydreaming about magnetic tape. Take a brisk stroll through your subroutines and discard any grudge older than three operating system updates. A quiet hum will restore your internal battery balance.