That's because after stuffing myself to the gills last night, I popped open my fortune cookie to the hollow space completely empty. No small, comforting piece of paper with the good news and the lucky numbers and the whathaveyou. Presumably this means I'll die soon. So I want to be in all of your thoughts and prayers from today until my next Chinese food adventure, which I'll plan out ASAP.

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No wonder English keeps expanding! We have fortunate and misfortune and unfortunate. Now we need non-fortunate.
Maybe the cookie-maker in the sky is trying to tell you something like 'you life is an empty shell'?
Get thee (quickly) to a back-up source.
Well, we'll miss you. It was a good run.
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