You know that long lost friend i emailed a couple of weeks ago...

It's fate!

It's coincidence!

It's fateful coincidence!

I only agree as long as that means nothing much at all

Hmm, Fate, Regrets, Do you ever apologise?

The first woman I started seeing regularly after my marriage ended turned out to work with a close colleague's husband. These things happen.

again, God being cheap with the extras. This happens constantly.

end of this june, my friend convinced me to attend this youth group weekend function thing (really not my 'scene')(ps. the 'highschool stereotype' net quiz thing sez i'm an outsider), but it wasn't too expensive, and it'd gimme a chance to get my ass off this chair and outside and meet people and other dangerous things etc.

i got on the bus, and i immediately noticed the 2 people i'd treated especially pretty shabbily in the past (my 2 long-standing 'karmic debts' as it were) sitting within a few meters of each other. and from there, it just got weirder. people i'd just met, people i hadn't seen since kindergarten, people i like to compartmentalize and mentally separate suddenly all interacting together at once.

using felicity's metaphor, you'd thing God just had further budget reductions, one person playing the part that at least three separate entities should've occupied. the girl that i hooked up with yesterday who's now being chatted up by that kid who invited me to his birthday party when i was 7 used to go out with the same stoner guy that arrived yesterday with my friend's friend who's just come back from los angeles and is now making out with this other girl who i met last week cause of mutual friends and the engineering student buddy of the aformentioned mutual friend is now foolin' around with one of the aformentioned 'karmic debt' girls while the other one is sitting to my immediate right: it was the WTF?!-est few days of my life ever.

You obviously live in a soap opera, Mitch - this is standard operating practice therein. Either that or you were dreaming.

speaking of "dreaming", Martin, if you think you're going to elope with Tricia and drug Stone while Bradford is still lost in Tibet, leaving me here pregnant with your sister's child, you've got another think coming.