Also. (And Friday Night Open Mic)

[wolven7]

I just told mech_angel that I was going to post something about the crazy assed amounts of Déjà vu I've been having, but tht I knew, as soon as I did, something about Crowley was going to pop up.

System of a Down - [Aerials]--- That's when she tole me that she was going to tell me that she'd been thinking about taking Liber Aleph with her, today, but didn't want to, because it was too heavy. Instead she took the Book of Thoth. >_<

It's driving toward something, but I don't know what, yet.

Give me your Synchronicity. Give it too me Know. I mean "to me, Now."

It's Friday Night. Have an Open Mic.

Tell me about your weird shit, this week. Things you think no one will believe. But they better be true.

I can smell a liar.

Comments

[okkitten.livejournal.com]

It was technically 8 days ago, but still one of the weirder things that's happened to me lately. And an addendum onto it I forgot, it was the LOST island, not just an island. Yeah. O.o

http://reannaremick.livejournal.com/219864.html

[wolven.livejournal.com]

That is pretty awesome. And pretty fucking weird.

[bluesummers.livejournal.com]

I've been having an unusual amount of Déjà vu lately, too. With me, it's always almost hilariously specific. I don't just think I've done something before; I think I've pondered the exact same thing about the exact same subject with the exact same mental language, while playing the exact same tricky jump part in the exact same level of "Mega Man X" on the SNES before.

Weird shit... Nothing too weird, but I've had some (well not quite... the word sounds a little too drastic, a little too medical) compulsions lately that seem kind of odd. After having fallen off the horse of taking a long walk every day, I decided to get back on on the same day they declared a serious heat warning for the city. After finding a busted harmonica I had when I was a kid in a drawer, I've been playing it with an unusual degree of seriousness, such that it's been distracting me from the Organization Process that led me to find it in the first place. I'm thinking about getting a newer set next time I can afford it. I don't even really listen to music with harmonicas in it.

After a summer spent mostly isolated because friends were elsewhere or I was too broke to do anything, in my last few days here I've been hearing from a lot of people I haven't seen in a while. I ran into Cor(e?)y, a coworker from the GSU writing studio, in a train station the other day, and another friend from the same job wants to meet up this weekend.

Also, less than a week after breaking off a relationship of three years, I found myself in the company of not one but two women that I wouldn't mind Working Up The Courage To Clumsily Ask If They Would Like To Get Some Dinner Or Maybe Some Coffee Or Something Sometime I Mean If They're Not Doing Anything Else Or Anything. Which is really the peak of romantic development so shortly after the end of a three-year relationship.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

People tend to show up in patterns, like that, I've noticed.

[kuranes.livejournal.com]

I ALWAYS have dreams involving an ex-girlfriend of mine the night before she decides to pop out of nowhere without having contacted me at all for a while and IM me online. I don't think I dream about her otherwise. In fact, a week or so ago I had such a dream, and woke up and thought "She's probably going to IM me today," and, sure enough, she did.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

That kind of premonition happens to a lot of people I know. Not always welcome, but it's a good early warning system

[renatus.livejournal.com]

Let's see... well, there was that drunk that I had Juha call an ambulance for. That was very odd - not that he was a drunk sprawled someplace inappropriate, but that he had obviously been hit on the back of the head recently.

Also, one place I posted a chapter of my novel at, after, hmm, two weeks, the guy who asked me to post it made a bewieldered comment that he likes it and doesn't understand why no one else is posting comments. Heh... story of my life: I'm either invisible, forgettable, or unapproachable, I don't know what. It was interesting to have someone else notice and say something.

Other than that, nothing strange has happened, unless you count the heavy silence I've seen slipping over most of the places I visit on the Internet. It's like pressure, waiting, a hot, heavy day before... I don't know what. I can't tell if it's simply a before-school lull or something about to come crashing down on us.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Hooray for weirdness. And understanding. ^_^