Vainglorious Vicissitudes

Today's fortune cookie says "You will never know hunger."  I think that may be the only fortune I've ever seen that gets positively worse when you add "in bed."  I mean, hunger in bed is a fun thing, right?

Well, at least it's definite.  After all those fortunes that simply make vague generalizations, say things about my personality as a whole, or cover their asses with "you might do such-and-such," it's refreshing to see one that makes a clear and emphatic statement about the future like it's supposed to.

Ate Chinese again; this time the fortune was WTF-ish in a different way. It read: Happiness always accompanies with you.

And the reason I asked the new-pet question had nothing to do with any future plans of mine, believe me. I asked because I had just arrived home in the dead of night to find myself face to face with a largish dog I'd never seen before. Fortunately it didn't decide I wasn't supposed to be there and start barking or attack me or anything, but damned if I had any idea whether or not it was supposed to be there. It's rather disconcerting, as you may imagine, to encounter strangers of any variety in your house when your roommates are asleep. After contemplating the situation briefly, I concluded the critter was probably either an invited guest or a permanent addition to the household (this would, I realized, explain the appearance of a large dog crate in the kitchen the previous day), but either way I couldn't help but think it a little unorthodox that not one word of this had been mentioned to me beforehand. Only yesterday did I happen to run into the more talkative of my housemates-slash-landlords (the less talkative one I don't think would speak to me without being spoken to unless there was a fire), who let me know that they were boarding the furball through the end of the month, and apologized for not having warned me. I accepted the apology rather offhandedly, as what else could I do? They're nice people and I enjoy living here; I've got no complaints for the most part, but this particular incident did happen to come within just a couple weeks of a similar one that was rather more of a hassle (they didn't think to tell me they'd be re-grouting the bathroom tile, and I woke up late one morning in desperate need of a shower only to find that the shower was off-limits, pretty much for the rest of the day. In fact I almost didn't get to shower the next day either.) So, finding myself in one of those "is this really weird or am I just crazy" moods, I took to LJ for a reality check, which several of you kindly gave me. It's good to know I'm sane.