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What better time than now?


Wednesday, July 24, 2002
We had Chinese food for dinner tonight, and I'm a little let down by the fact that my fortune cookie yielded a non-fortune. The slip of paper said, "Wish you a good health!" That's all well and good, but they couldn't have even predicted that I'd have good health? They could only wish it to me? Even my horoscope is able to come up with some vague prediction, why can't the cookie?
Posted by Keith @ 01:28 AM ·
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