I'm attempting to crush the economy of the United States of America.
I've been on the wagon for over three weeks.
Can you feel the weakness in the collective economic knees.
I go out to shows and only buy CDs.
I show up buzzed by some other means than alcohol.
It might be too much exercise or coffee.
It might be that I just woke up from a nap after reading for a couple hours.
Rest assured, I'm feeling fine...and I intend to crush you.
Oh ho ho!
Only kidding.
I know and now you should know.
I have no intention to crush you or have any crushes on you.
I know because the two fortunes I got with my bag of Chinese food tonight told me so.
You see, after I ate some vegetarian egg foo young and some chicken in garlic sauce while watching The Daily Show, I went into the kitchen to rinse out the bowl from which I ate...and I saw my fortune cookies.
I saw the light shining off the wrappers that held my fortune cookies and I ripped them open and crunched those cookies like they were the 'nilla wafers you promised in that one gospel that one time.
You know.
I got those messages and now I know I'm human and I love.
"You have a strong instinct to take care of the people you love."
That's how the first one read.
I wonder why I don't exhibit this instinct very often, I thought.
The second cookie held this enigma:
"Good things come in small packages. One is coming to you."
Hope at last. I can feel well AND have some sense of anticipation of this small gift. Oh, I wonder what it will be.
Well, I don't think I'll think much about it after I post this, but I'm welcoming any small packages you might feel to gift me in return for the care that I have shown you, my loved ones.
Rejoice!!!
Yes.
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You need a drink.
(From a concerned friend who has much love and admiration for you).
Did you ever think that the gift could come from yourself and in the form of a 6-pack.
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