It's a rainy Friday afternoon. The skies are gloomy as I look out the office windows.
And someone out there is just as glum as the skies are. It just has to happen with the weekend round the corner, eh? Talk about rotten tomatoes and timing!
I think I should go buy that elusive lottery ticket tomorrow. Twenty million buckeroos would go a long way in terms of restoring smiles upon that face. Or at least, it'll bring back the car that could at least sit in the house when I can't.
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