Friday, November 11, 2005

My fortune cookie fortune is gone.

I'm not amused.

I blame the cats.

"Time heals all wounds, keep your chin up," it read. I pulled it out of what we always joked were "Bwack's brother's fortune cookies" cause Jay used to work at the factory that made the plastic wrappers.

But it's gone.

It used to be taped to my computer, right below the built in mouse that doesn't work.

Five bucks says Radley nibbled at it until it fell loose and then ate the scraps. He does that with papers, receipts, bills. But, I don't know, it's just gone. I looked at my fingers yesterday doing their thing on the keyboard, and noticed it no longer resided alongside my wrists.

Maybe Radley ate it.

Maybe God knows I don't need it anymore. And maybe I don't. I'm so mature and wise and never let boys hurt me.

Maybe Radley ate it.


Christoph Peter said...

Hi Ann!

Sorry about your fortune cookie. If you desperately need a new one, let me know and I will send you some German cookies. :)

Best wishes

-(C)hris from Germany -

Anonymous said...

What does it mean when you open up a fortune cookie and there's no fortune inside? That happened to a friend when we went out a few weeks ago ... we decided it's time to make your own fortune. So now it's time for you to decide upon your own ...

Anonymous said...

hmmm kinda sounds familiar! Like the time my fish just happened to be gone. Radley must have nibbled away at that and disposed of the scraps as well! Sorry about your fortune cookie!

Love Emily