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Spook-o-gram for Mr. Turner...

I'll do a big catch up and bit about my new job tomorrow when I'll hopefully have a proper LJ client to do an update with. The web interface sucks bad enough normally, but using it in Lynx is a whole lot worse.

The subject of this entry is related to the spooky wierd shit pub moot I went to last night (Monday). Not precisely about it though, it's just that I had a bit of a poke in the head by something. Although it's kind of hard to tell.

As you all should know by now, I've started a new job and as a result had to hand in my old (work) mobile in. Which means that for the most part, I'm no longer easily contactable - not strictly true as I do have a land line number which works just fine and even has an answerphone on it, but I know how some people don't like them and it doesn't help if I'm walking up the hill. Anyhow, I got home from my first day at work and bimbled about getting ready to head up the hill to go to the TP5 game. Except that I had an urge to phone ahead to make sure the game was on. I certainly didn't have any reason to think it wasn't, as I'd not checked LJ all day. Stupidly, I ignored this feeling and went on up the hill, only to find that the game was indeed cancelled.

I have to wonder just how much of my urge to phone ahead, was me just being sensible, or me being given a hint of information I didn't already have. I wonder how many other similiar situations I've had and ignored in the past.

Comments

Trust your feelings!
Use the Force!
*giggle* welcome to my world
if you've not had the urge to call before i'd say thats something. Try keeping that spooky ear open.
la for you noticing some intuition!
And I am wondering why I am so facinated, and see so many, and pick up so many, black feathers recently.

Maybe some of us are being poked viciously and others are having the wind whisper gently in our ears.