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posted by [personal profile] owlfish at 11:23pm on 08/02/2009
There was no fortune in my fortune cookie tonight. Other than careless production techniques, what might this mean?
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posted by [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_nicolai_/ at 11:26pm on 08/02/2009
Maintain current course and speed.
 
posted by [identity profile] lazyknight.livejournal.com at 12:04am on 09/02/2009
Incoming! Random evasive manoeuvres!
 
posted by [identity profile] lemur-catta.livejournal.com at 12:18am on 09/02/2009
I got yours. I frequently get five or six in mine. I'm some sort of fortune vortex
 
posted by [identity profile] haggisthesecond.livejournal.com at 12:29am on 09/02/2009
I was going to say you were unfortunate, then I noticed you'd beaten me to it in your post heading. Rats! :)
 
posted by [identity profile] twa-in-yin.livejournal.com at 12:40am on 09/02/2009
*Delurks*

As Lawrence of Arabia put it (in the film): Nothing is Written.
 
posted by [identity profile] makyo.livejournal.com at 01:35am on 09/02/2009
That's what I was going to say, too. Nothing is written.
 
posted by [identity profile] schizmatic.livejournal.com at 12:51am on 09/02/2009
It means that you are the master of your own destiny, perhaps one of the few people in the world who has no ordained fate. Empires will rise and fall around you (and C.)...

Or perhaps it was just a production error.

 
posted by [identity profile] tsutanai.livejournal.com at 03:17am on 09/02/2009
Foxes got to it first.

(Perhaps they tied it to a tree already. Which you do to make good fortunes come true. And, to make bad fortunes not come true. Convenient, that way.)
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posted by [personal profile] cdave at 11:52am on 09/02/2009
It means you got a small extra dose of fibre in your diet. And some ink.
 
posted by [identity profile] pennski.livejournal.com at 09:42pm on 09/02/2009
You have free will! Write your own fortune (but use it wisely).
 
posted by [identity profile] moon-custafer.livejournal.com at 02:47pm on 15/02/2009
My friend Angus once got a cookie with no fortune in it, in Halifax, NS. As he was awaiting a liver transplant at the time, he was made a little uneasy by the incident.

Coincidentally, his father was having Chinese food at home (in Sackville, N.B.) that same evening, and got a cookie with two fortunes. Later that night, the transplant unit (in Halifax) got a liver, and tried to page Angus (also in Halifax, but his pager only worked in N.B.) When they couldn't reach him, they tried calling his father, eventually woke him (he'd taken a sleeping pill), so he could call Angus and his mother at the hotel and tell them to get to the hospital; then he had to get a lift with a friend to get to Halifax, because Angus and his Mom had the family car.

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