It's going to be fine.
Sure the company has no clients and you have 5 dollars in your bank account
So, you haven't
changed the oil in your car for
15,000 miles.
The engineers had you in mind when they designed the
lubrication-optional engine
It's going to be fine.
Stop worrying about the
failing oxygen generator and
The smell of burning wires every astronaut fears.
It's all within acceptable parameters because I just rewrote the
checklist
And there is plenty of carbonated mineral water in the refrigerator! It's going to be fine...
Don't concern yourself with those oil and energy
futures.
What do those people know anyway? The gas will get to the pump - out of the ground
into a pipeline into a
supertanker. You'll have plenty of gas for your V-10.
The
drugs that you've been taking in greater and greater amounts will actually
wind up having an unforeseen health benefit, because that's the way these things
inevitably work out. It's just they don't want anyone to know yet-
because of the market.
Sure, the house is on fire, the front part anyway, but that's just the formal
dining room with the
Chippendale china cabinet. It was always so fucking stuck up
anyhow.
It's all going to be fine.
I don't allow my negative thoughts to trouble me.
The trembling is under control, and the darkness that
threatens to crush my eyeballs is a
figment of your overactive
imagination
and
there's no place for a pessimist on this expedition.
Buck up!
It's all going to be fine!
TRU FACT: I wrote and posted this on the company bulletin board after we learned our dot bomb advertising agency was going under and we were all being laid off. Despite our troubles, the refidge was FULL of Perrier.