Yeah, so I got another prophetic fortune cookie: "You will be coming into a fortune." Isn't that crazy? Especially coupled with the fact that I heard "The Dance" by Garth Brooks this morning when I hadn't heard it in probably a year.  The plot thickens...

And, if you peeps haven't been to HornyManatee.com, you should; it's freakin' hilarious.

Last week we got Chinese food (mmmmm...sesame chicken), and both my mom and I got actual fortune cookies. Had real fortunes in them. The really scary part? They were both TRUE. Crazy, eh? Mine said: "There are riches headed your way," and hers said,"You are going to have a very comfortable old age." I think my fortune cookies might be bringing me messages from beyond the grave. And it's not the first time. I'm kinda creeped out.

It's strange how drastically your perspective can change in 24 hours.