When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life.

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

My life is a rather grim one. One day I shall perhaps describe it to you in great detail.

I avoid that bleak first hour of the working day during which my still sluggish senses and body make every chore a penance. I find that in arriving later, the work which I do perform is of a much higher quality.

Oh, Fortuna, blind, heedless goddess, I am strapped to your wheel,' Ignatius belched, 'Do not crush me beneath your spokes. Raise me on high, divinity.

... I tried to end our little duel. I called out pacifying words; I entreated; I finally surrendered. Still Clyde came, my pirate costume so great a success that it had apparently convinced him that we were back in the golden days of romantic old New Orleans when gentlemen decided matters of hot dog honor at twenty paces

The day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.