I am sure you have heard that quote,
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”

It is such a lovely cliche invented by optimists.
I have no problem with that.
People make use of what can help them cope up.
Cope up with life.

Life is both funny and cruel.

Life gives us “lemons.”
A metaphor for “whatever we are dealt.”
Something we have no control over.
It’s the given part of life.
You can not make lemons.

Everything else, is up to you.
The “Lemonade” part is what you can do.

But here lies the dilemma.

I can make lemonade.
I have no problem with that.
I can do that on my own.

The problem is,
Life did not give me any “sugar.”

I cannot make sugar.
This lemonade turned out very, very sour.
Who drinks Sour Lemonade?

Thanks a lot, Life!
Thanks a lot.

I have said it before and I’ll say it again.

I refuse to believe in Karma.
I think it’s just a word that was invented to make “The Golden Rule” more sinister.

But if it is true…

If Karma does exist,
Then it is a freakin’ coward.

Because,
in my opinion based on my experience,
Karma targets the ones you love.
Not you.

It does not have the guts to confront and fight you
for the things you’ve done.

It targets the ones you care for.
Because it knows once your loved ones are in such dire need.
It makes you helpless.

So, yeah.
Karma is a coward.
And a cheat.

I had a Burger King Whopper meal for dinner tonight.
I believe my arteries are clogging,
I can’t breathe,
My chest hurts,
And my left arm is numb.

I don’t feel too good
I’m just gonna go to bed.

This may be my last goodbye.
If I don’t wake up,
Please someone reformat my computer hard drive.
Password is tuttifrutti.

Goodbye.

Was. Just.
I. Can’t. Even.

Why?

Sometimes I tell myself it doesn’t bother me.
But I really do wonder what my worth is.

I don’t know.
Maybe not enough.

Though sometimes I almost want to care,
But then I realize, why should I?

They don’t.

Just putting out a notice to my friends
whom I have given access to my Music Server (Vibe, iSub).

I have performed some Server configuration changes and cleanup.
So, instead of emailing all of you, I thought I’d just post it here.

If you are having issues with your login credentials, please let me know.
Or if there’s anything you find that’s unusual.

And if you want access to this, just let me know.
I am not selfish. (Contrary to what others might think.)
Just send me a note.
I’ll create you an account.

Until I find a suitable cloud storage,
I will still have this available.

Thanks.

This picture was taken 43 years ago today.
And it has been an one of the iconic images we have this day and age.

I remember hearing the Beatles for the first time.
I wanted to be one like them, much like everyone else.

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