Epimetheus

My Diary by Lachesis:
Date: 24 Sept, 1967

Dear diary, today I had the pleasure of measuring out the life of a very nice young man. Unfortunately, as with every life, his will have trials and tribulations. From what I can see, he will face a cheating wife - Effing slut -, have to pronounce an acquaintance’s friend as “dead”, have two years of health problems, suffer through his parents divorce, end up in ICU after a car accident, never attend the Suzuka F1 GP, and for several months in 2005, work is going to suck ass - Oh, you just don’t know how close I was to quitting. If I had only had options.

I need to offset that with something nice, so on October 13th, 2005 he will ride home in the perfect carriage.

My Blog by Me:

Okay, fate must like me or something. Today, after roaming up and down the platform, twice, I ended up in the perfect carriage car. The Carriage:

Well dressed men and women.
Overall, everyone was good looking.
No drunks.
No teens.
No crying babies.
No loud G.I.s.
No unwashed geeks.
No fat chicks.
One fat dude: How many layers of fat can one man have!

It was such a nice ride.