It's happening again...

[Becks]

Today, I checked my email.

One was from my mommy, and the subject line simply read {nephew's name}. Before I even opened it, I knew what it would say.

(I'd say what it's about, but it's a private matter.)

Another email was from my Turkish email pen pal.

He told me he had been "a bad man last month".

OK, knowing he's a 27 year old virgin...I knew what it was, but he told me anyway.

He doesn't seem especially fond of the memory of his one visit to an "ugly and middle aged" prostitute.

Why can't I ever get psychic flashes about winning lottery numbers?

[One-Fang]

Hehehe. I suggest less 'psychic ability' and more 'predictable relationships'.

[Wingates_Hellsing]

Because you've never won the lottery... you have gotten strange and otherwise unpleasant e-mails before, so your 'OMG I've seen this before' senses kicked in

[Bella_Vixen]

I didn't get an email about {nephew}...but I did have to deal with Mom kinda crying.

That fucking sucked.

[Becks]

That fucking sucked.

I bet.

I can't remember the last time I saw Mommy cry. Well, I *can* but I prefer to put that down to "Taps" being played.

[Bella_Vixen]

I can't remember the last time I saw Mommy cry. Well, I *can* but I prefer to put that down to "Taps" being played.

I prefer to think of that as crying in gratitude that Chuck finally died then a flashback to Gramps.

[Becks]

...And now the out of body experiences are coming back.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy them for the most part.

However, the floating sensation is making me slightly nauseous and I HATE the feeling when I...rejoin...myself.

It'll be fun at work, I'm sure.