One of my favorite parts of any Chinese meal is the fortune cookie (sidenote:one of my pet peeves is when others eat my fortune cookies--I'm purposefully saving them for later; don't ask; you can't have it; if you take it, and it's not your cookie, I truly believe bad fortune may/should befall you).
Yesterday, I ate at my favorite NYC Chinese restaurant. My fortune was "Good luck comes from good planning." If that's really true, I'm hoping all the fretting and worrying--which leads to lots of planning--brings me good luck. I sure haven't had any luck with the CA lottery.
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