February 27, 2003 | 10:51 PM

I�ve just spent the last twenty minutes on the most mindless pursuit.

It�s a game I made up. A fortune telling game involving computer solitaire.

See, I ask the solitaire deck a yes or no question, and if I win the game of solitaire, the answer to my question is �yes�, and if I lose, the answer is �no�.

What�s even more absurd is that I just had a 14 hour day, and that once I finally had a free minute, rather than putting on a DVD or listening to music or doing my dishes or reading or returning the five phone messages I had on my machine upon returning home, I decided to play this game.

And of course, the questions I asked senor solitaire deck were strictly of the seventh grade variety.

Does so and so want to make out with me?

Are so and so and I going to fool around again the next time we hang out?

Am I going to be a famous actress?

Am I going to win the Lottie Lenya singing contest next year?

Is so and so really into me or was he just saying that �cause he was drunk?

But fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may.