in fortune cookie last night: "bide your time, for success is near." y'know, when baked goods start giving you exactly the same advice as your friends, I think that entitles you to go on a killing spree if they turn out to be wrong. so unless you want your world to be covered in a crushed cookie sprinkled blood bath, I'm thinking there had better be some fingers crossed for the old Jermeister.

toes, too.