There is such thing as karma
It’s past 7 pm and I’m still in the office, waiting for the rain to stop before heading out. I try to make light of it, but I have to admit I’m a bit flustered. More flustered than upset. The Boss faxed me a letter from a lawyer complaining about a story and threatening to file a libel case against me. The lawyer’s a dirty fixer, from what I’ve been told, and he got his facts wrong. I can take him and answer his allegations point by point, no sweat. What just pisses me off (and the Boss, too) is that he had to threaten everyone and that he had a gall to issue an ultimatum. What a jerk. I just keep telling myself, he’ll get his bad karma one day.
A better news: Jayson and Eleyny are thinking of having a Sunday morning jogging club. I could join them if I leave near them. But since I live 1 ½ hours away from them, all I could promise was to drop by one Sunday morning and cook them a big brunch. I’m thinking of mounds of pancakes, maple syrup, and vegetarian omelets. I love brunch and pancakes. How I wish I can eat breakfast foods all day.