Update: Day’s over, I’m fine, rest of day was uneventful, omens proven to be crap. Back to business as usual.
I’m writing this out quick just in case I end up in the hospital or something before the day is over. I am far from a superstitious person, but, hey, in the interest of science, I might as well write down the events of this morning. I guess listening to the ‘prophecy and omens’ episode (33) of the Dragon’s Landing Podcast on the way to work didn’t help either.
So, I start my day by getting up, looking at my calendar, and realizing that it’s April 13, and I still haven’t done my taxes. Shit. Not the best way to wake up. So I head over to the PimpRig, bring up Firefox, and check out the local government tax website. A serious-but-friendly talking head informs me that I have ’till the 18th to send in my tax return. Whew. I was afraid I had till tomorrow. So I look around for the free e-filing app they have every year, and find it. Windows-only, of course. Not that I’d let a little thing like that stop me. One visit to the Adept package management system later, and Wine is installed on my system. Before my breakfast had even finished cooling, I had the tax application installed and working on my Kubuntu box. Nice.
So, with that bit of unpleasantness behind me, I got up, got ready, and headed off to work. First thing I see as I get out of the house is the Tree of Death. There’s a huge dead tree right in front of my house (I keep meaning to take a picture someday), and there’s a colony of changos (the puertorican version of crows), about 13 (!) of them, that have taken residence on it. They’re not there all the time, but when they are, it’s a fuckin’ creepy sight: big tree, bare branches, speckled with cawing black dots. They were all there this morning. *shudder*
I get in my car, and start driving off. No sooner do I get out of my neighborhood that I run into a traffic snarl. That’s weird, normally, the traffic doesn’t start until I hit the highway. The cause? Dead body in a gutter. No blood, no car tire skid marks, just some old guy keeled over dead in a gutter. Heart attack or drug overdose, most likely, as I didn’t see any obvious wounds as I nearly drove over him (the cars in the other lane were pushing me almost into the gutter in their urge to gawk at the corpse).
So, crepy-ass morning so far. On top of all this, the day is gray, rainy, stormy and dark, and as I got on the highway I witnessed birds flying erratically and fighting each other at least 3 times. And, again, as I hit play on my iPod, the show that comes up is all about omens and prophecies.
Updates as they happen, if I live through the day.
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