On Monday, it was my Mom’s birthday. So we got Chinese take-out. Chinese food is fine, but all I really care about are the fortune cookies. I love fortunes.
Me – Avoid agreeing with people merely to keep peace.
Mom – Channel your energy into something positive.
It really fucking pisses me off when the fortunes are just advice.
My Dad got the only real fortune, “The current year will bring you much happiness.”
But I don’t know if it counts, since I cracked his cookie open. Yeah. And then I ate the cookie too.
(What? He wasn’t gonna eat it!)