I'm a bit psychic

I have no idea why I remembered this, but I can't help but share...

Arguably the two events since I graduated that should have shocked me the most, were of almost no surprise at all.

On my way to the farewell party for Greg, Pat and Neil at Greg's cottage (well, not Neil... he wasn't there... but whatever), I got this terrible ache in my stomach that something awful was about to happen sometime around when I was turning onto Hwy 8 in Waterloo. I started to wonder if there might be a surprised visitor at the cottage. Perhaps someone I didn't want to see was going to be there. No, it couldn't be. That's an incredibly long drive........

Well, when I arrived in Bayfield, I pulled up at Greg's cottage, and what did I spy? Yellow VW Beatle. Ohio plates. Turns out it had arrived about an hour previously, or approximately when I was passing through Waterloo. Much swearing ensued, though I wasn't over surprised. More amazed, I guess...?

Now, just this past July, I'm out playing golf with Oakden (and he can corroborate my story, unlike the first one which you kinda have to take my word for since I was driving alone) on Sunday afternoon once everyone else had left his cottage, and I brought up the fact that for reasons that I can't put my finger on, I'm a bit leery about calling the girl I was seeing when I got home.

Oaks: Why is that?
Me: I think she's going to end it.
Oaks: Why do you think that?
Me: I have no idea. Just a vibe.

On Monday, I got what will forever be known as "The Text Message"...

PS: Please tell me that someone knows why I have a picture of Daphne from "Frasier" up? ...... No? Crap...