Fortune Cookies

A blog listening fortune cookies I've opened. I know it is sad, but at the same time I find it interesting the sort of things that they have written. The headline is the cookie, the body is my comments.

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Location: Edinburgh, Midlothian, United Kingdom

Monday, March 28, 2005

People Will Be Listening to What You Have to Say

As opposed to before where people will not be listening to what I have to say. It's difficult to say anything about this. It doesn't suggest that these people are in some way important. It could be talking about a call to some form of telebanking in which case I'm glad that they'll at least be listening to me.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Your Winsome Smile Will Be Your Sure Protection

Protection against what? I tried to think of a few; feel free to comment your own suggestions:

  1. Muggers?
  2. Zombies?
  3. STDs?
  4. Getting laid?
  5. Angry Irish people (see below)?

Protection doesn't seem to be the word you are looking for. Oh and top of the day to ya.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

A Dream Will Soon Come True

I have wacky, crazy, dreams. I really am not sure that I want my dreams to come true. Though as I'm writing this I got a sense of deja vu which I often get when I can seemingly recall a situation point for point. Sometimes I don't even think I'm going crazy when I do this.

Sunday, March 06, 2005

You Will Always Have Good Luck In Your Personal Affairs

Umm; am I reading this the wrong way?

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Do Not Lose Heart, Things Will Improve With The Years

Thanks for that pep talk. My life will improve with age like a wine. Perhaps I can start a new blog where I measure my daily happiness (using Dave Gorman's gladness system) and see if there is an upward trend...

Or not.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Subtle Influences are Swirling Around You Today

What? Like spirits or The Force? Maybe it is like The Sims where a green blob will appear above my head and suddenly I'll want to go talk to someone; though I would hardly call such an event subtle. Ah well, that butterfly can keep flapping its wings.