Fortunately, Unfortunately
Fortunately, I got a lot of rest this weekend.
Unfortunately, I woke up feeling exhausted anyway.
Fortunately, I ate yummy Je Yuk Gui with a friend for lunch.
Unfortunately, after work the ATM didn't give me my money, but still showed a debit of $100 to my account on the receipt.
Fortunately, I received my $300 tax reimbursement check in the mail today.
Unfortunately, I think it's a poorly disguised ploy to maintain popularity for the current regime, so to speak (the "tax relief for America's workers" propaganda statement on the check only supporting my fears).
Fortunately, I'm too intelligent to be bought like that.
Unfortunately, 300-something million other Americans aren't.
Fortunately, I've been in a very piano playing mood all of a sudden lately.
Unfortunately, neither do I have a piano, nor do I have a place to put one (a third floor small apartment not being very conducive to instruments of that size).
Fortunately, I have a nice keyboard.
Unfortunately, it's just not the same as a "living, breathing" acoustic piano.
Fortunately, I got all my end of the month bills paid.
Unfortunately, I'm out of stamps and need to make a trip to the post office before work.
Fortunately, today is nearly over.
Unfortunately, I still have 4 days to go until this next weekend is here, and then 5 more workdays until the next, and then 5 more workdays, and . . .
Fortunately, I don't have to worry about any of this if I don't want to, and I can curl up in the corner with my book and a cup of tea until I slouch over asleep, ready for tomorrow. . . .
Unfortunately, I woke up feeling exhausted anyway.
Fortunately, I ate yummy Je Yuk Gui with a friend for lunch.
Unfortunately, after work the ATM didn't give me my money, but still showed a debit of $100 to my account on the receipt.
Fortunately, I received my $300 tax reimbursement check in the mail today.
Unfortunately, I think it's a poorly disguised ploy to maintain popularity for the current regime, so to speak (the "tax relief for America's workers" propaganda statement on the check only supporting my fears).
Fortunately, I'm too intelligent to be bought like that.
Unfortunately, 300-something million other Americans aren't.
Fortunately, I've been in a very piano playing mood all of a sudden lately.
Unfortunately, neither do I have a piano, nor do I have a place to put one (a third floor small apartment not being very conducive to instruments of that size).
Fortunately, I have a nice keyboard.
Unfortunately, it's just not the same as a "living, breathing" acoustic piano.
Fortunately, I got all my end of the month bills paid.
Unfortunately, I'm out of stamps and need to make a trip to the post office before work.
Fortunately, today is nearly over.
Unfortunately, I still have 4 days to go until this next weekend is here, and then 5 more workdays until the next, and then 5 more workdays, and . . .
Fortunately, I don't have to worry about any of this if I don't want to, and I can curl up in the corner with my book and a cup of tea until I slouch over asleep, ready for tomorrow. . . .