My life's not an adventure, but it keeps me awake. Sometimes.

I returned to the states in June 2004, and began what I expected to be a boring life. My expectations were not met. Sure some of it is mind-numbing, but I've been having mini-adventures that keep me pseudo-sane.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

1/18 Death Psychic

The Death Psychic says this about my death: You are bitten while tormenting a sickly-looking squirrel. You die from rabies days later.

4 Comments:

  • At 6:20 PM, Blogger Jeff said…

    "You are bitten while tormenting a sickly-looking squirrel. You die from rabies days later."

    I don't know whether to laugh or cry! Beware of weird acting squirrels, jer. :)

     
  • At 10:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    It said I will die of liver failure after years of drinking to heavily......me thinks this may be and urban legend.

     
  • At 8:15 AM, Blogger Jer said…

    Jeff, since we both have the same prediction, let's just promise to never meet. At least to never meet outside. We may be able to beat this thing. Jer :)

     
  • At 8:15 AM, Blogger Jer said…

    anonymous, I don't know who you are... but you are probably a relative since I'm always telling people that the forwards they send are urban legends. Am I right?

     

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