Something really odd happened at work today.

A colleague on a motor bike, was hit by a car today, on the way to his route. He passes me (on a bike) regularly when we drive to our routes. Nothing unusual. Today, I stared at him, driving down the road, for at least a minute. I never do that, because thats the road where the cemetery is, where both of my parents are buried. I stared at him, until I had to turn right into another road. And it must have been (milli)seconds after, that a car pulled out and drove right into him. So odd. I didnt think anything about it, until my brother said it, 6th sense. His motorbike is smashed. How he is, we dont know.

I feel like going to a hair dresser and telling them to do whatever they want! Maybe I will be courages enough one day, and most important: self conscious enough, to do that.

Its my brothers birthday today! And to celebrate it, he was gone all night. Which wouldnt bother me, if he would not always lie about it. I dont know why people lie, its not a good habit, sorry to say. I didnt sleep a second, my brain went hay wire. too much ghost whisperer episodes yesterday

Look! I kicked off another coconut today! And this is what I got. Current Altador Cup status: here.

I love thunder storms.