Friday, June 1, 2018

I am not Nostradamus

To predict the future is very difficult.  One would assume that to predict one's own afternoon, especially to the specificity of choice to where one would eat dinner, would be an easier venture.

Burger Day, sadly, did not reach its trifecta of burger nirvana.  As I projected into my future that I would get a BigMac to fulfill Burger Day's required volume of burgers, I did not anticipate my overwhelming desire for pizza this afternoon.

My dinner turnouted to be Little Caesar's "Extra Most Bestest" Hot and Ready pepperoni pizza, and a stray fruit rollup procured by a relative.


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