Things are turning for the bright side.
Of course they are. That's just how things turn out. For the bright side. Whatever the heck that means. I was going to write hell, but my Mom complained quite a few months ago about the language on this blog and I don't want to disappoint her...just yet.
LEARN CHINESE - Cherry. I don't know enough about computers to type out the Chinese characters.
You will obtain your goal if you maintain your course.
I suppose that's what those poor folks in the Boston marathon were thinking as well, so I'm not so sure this is such a good fortune. And it's probably too early to comment on that, but when have I ever given a damn about something like that? It's a sad state of affairs, that's for sure. This is why I gave up running. Too many bad things can happen. Pulled muscles, strained lats, shin splints, leg blown off. Remember when the world was innocent and pure years ago? You know, when folks were lynched for being black...when people were slaughtered for being Jewish...when women were raped for...oh wait, that's still going on. Anyway, this isn't where I planned on going with this blog post, so I'll just stop.
Actually, I won't stop. Fortunately though, I'll change the course. Believe me, the course I'm on will not obtain any goal, except one of descent. Guess I'll have to change course.
The social scene can be fun today.
This one was quite true. Returned home tonight to find my roommates all ready to set up the grill in the rain and have a BBQ. I contributed some cash, as I had no interest in preparing the food, and it was on. A few beers, some delicious grilled greek chicken and shrimp/veggie kabobs and all were fully sated. That's a word I use all the time in Scramble With Friends. Anyway after the food was dispersed and folks went their own way, my roommate Greg and I cranked out some tunes in the Orphanage and played some air hockey and frisbee. Good times. First frisbee of the new year...looking forward to much, much, much more. And perhaps, the next time, it'll be outside!
Oh...lucky numbers on the back are 1,4,6,9,10, and 37. And into the trash goes the fortune.
You will take a chance in the near future, and win.
Hmmm...alright. I'm okay with this since it's going to happen. Taking chances is all about living life and I'm no stranger to taking chances, so all should work out just splendidly. Ah crap, who am I kidding? The last time I took a chance, I got knocked on my ass so hard, my hemorrhoids exploded and forced me back up onto my feet, so I suppose, I got right back up after being knocked down. That's what's supposed to happen, right? I lied. I don't have hemorrhoids. I think I did at some point in my life many years ago. I nicknamed whatever it was Herme. It seemed appropriate at the time and still does now that I think of it. Anyway, I suppose I do need to take some chances, though with this tax return windfall I'm expecting, I may just get the hell out of here and start over in a distant, foreign land. I'll let you all know how it works out.
Lucky numbers....7,9,10,14,17,23.
You will be invited to a small gathering with lots of spicy conversation.
I'm dumbfounded by this one. Am I going to a new Sex in the City Premiere or am I heading to an Indian restaurant? I'll pray and hope for the latter, though to be honest, that's probably redundant. Isn't hoping the same thing as praying? I hope I'll not descend into a pathetic, ruthless abyss of despair and shame or do I pray not to do the same? I have no idea really, so let's get onto those numbers, because really, that's all you folks are here for. Lucky numbers to win you and your minions hundreds of millions of dollars in the lottery.
8, 55, 46, 32, 10, 21
Sign no contract, write no letter; tomorrow's luck will be much better.
Well, I didn't sign any contracts today, but I am writing this blog for the first time in forever, so maybe I should delete it? But shit, it's already tomorrow, so I've got 22 hours left in today and I have to make sure to sign no contracts and write no letters. That's cool. Wasn't planning on doing either of those things, and in hindsight this is a blog not a letter, so I'm good. Now if I could only master the basics of grammar, I'd be even gooder. I apologize if there are many grammatical errors in this post, but I'm not going to review it. Just going to post it and let it be until you folks tell me what to fix.
"Any chance collision and I light up in the dark."
A bit of Peter Gabriel for all y'alls. Such an underrated genius. Myself as well as Mr. Gabriel. If I had an ounce of musical ability I'd totally shred that motherfucker! He'd be a completely worthless hasbin (urban dictionary spelling) and I'd be the king of all 80's music videos!!!
No chinese word spelling or happy, magic numbers for this fortune. Also, when I was pulling it out of my fortune collection, I ripped it in half, so I'm not sure if it's still valid.
Okay one more...............................
Beauty is its various forms appeals to you.
Okay. I have no idea what this means. Those aren't typos above, that's how the fortune reads, so I'll try to interpret it as best I can. Before that happens, I'll adjust this speaker on my left so it's facing my ear. Much better. There's something to be said for correct speaker placement. Still listening to Peter Gabriel and it just so happens to be perhaps my all-time favorite Peter Gabriel song. I'll let you guess at that answer instead of just giving it to you, as it's more fun that way. I'll give you one hint...it's included on the Plays Live discs. Okay, back to the fortune. Beauty is its various forms appeals to me. Yeah, that's fine. I agree with whatever that means.
