Sagittarius (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): I hesitate to compare you to a cockroach, because in most ways you're nothing like one, but this week you'll have something akin to its legendary resourcefulness. Just as the annoying insect can survive in almost any environment -- indeed, one experiment showed it can thrive by eating nuclear waste -- you, too, Sagittarius, are primed to triumph over (perhaps even capitalize on) messy adversity. Whether your brilliant adaptability will get you branded as a pest is still up in the air, but I'm sure you can avoid it if you pretend to be polite every now and then.
Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): I do believe in Judgment Day, though my version has no resemblance to the Christian event by the same name. In my view, each of us faces a personal evaluation at the end of our life (and after the climax of every one of our incarnations, for that matter). But there's no stern-faced archangel tallying up our mistakes, no devilish-looking god itching to cast another sinner into a fiery abyss. Your judge is none other than your own higher self. "How completely have you lived up to your potential?" this eternal part of you wants to know. "How well have you learned to love?" Now, Capricorn, you don't have to wait till you die years from now before taking this inventory. Indeed, you should not wait. How about staging your first mini-Judgment Day this week?
Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): I've got to be frank: You Aquarians no longer have the luxury of holding on to your adolescence, let alone your childhood. The same goes for your amateur status and Mickey Mouse approaches. In my astrological opinion, it's time to take a step toward being on the verge of tiptoeing to the brink of preparing to accept mature professionalism into your heart with unconditional welcome. You could make the process less harrowing by hanging out with those rare wise guys and wise gals who've survived the transition to adulthood with their irreverence and curiosity intact.
Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20): The seductive torments of insatiable desires are leaving you in peace, at least for a while. Now you're free to concentrate on more satiable desires. Just one problem: A few astrological experts I know are saying that you've grown so fond of the chase that you won't know what to do if you actually catch your prey. Prove the experts wrong. Surrender to the mysteries of simple and utter gratification.