16 July, 11 pm, Let me just start with a quote from a bumper sticker in the Forest Gump movie:
"Shit happens".

I shouldn't have gone out of the house today. I REALLY REALLY shouldn't have gone out of the house today.
Because shit happens...

(Lady Delirium cast her powers into the world and it seems that I was caught outside in it.)

My superpower of premonition carried me throughout the day and being true to form, it failed me to no end. This might be the only positve thing to come out of this *&%$@#!l day.

Superpower detected...

Manifestation investigated...

Testing complete...

Superpower confirmed...

SUPERPOWER: Futuretelling
There are two manifestations...
A. In normal times, common sense is enough to see me through the day. For some reason, there are times when my superpower decides to interfere and sends me a warning (or a series of warnings, depending on how dense I am at the moment). This might be a good thing if all common sense is not obliterated. After that happens it's anything goes...

B. The 2nd type comes in the form of dreams. They are mostly true and serves as a warning. The downside is that they only warn of things that cannot be altered or improved in any form. This is the warning of the inevitable.

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It's always a bit confusing to become deliirous but to get caught up in other people's delirium can't be very healthy. Getting hurt physically and mentally is always a risk. Note to self: watch out for the first sunny day of a rainy and very wet week, direly affects mental processes en masse.

Premonition Elements
1. waking up to spoiled cat biting your leg,
2. a fully-packed dental clinic on a Tuesday,
3. meeting up at a friend's house with the friend gone missing,
4. an insurance salesman friend harping about singles (SFC) and selling...ohmigosh...insurance!
5. a conveniently close fishball stand with chairs and a table, comfortably shielded from the blazing sun with a trapal
6. an ongoing basketball game, a cranky baby
7. kids playing volleyball with a basketball beside the fishball stand...chickenballs on a bbq stick, some fries and a glass of sago
8. friskies unavailbale in a supermarket, 2 very small packs of the wrong brand of catfood, a suspiciously packed supermarket on a tuesday before 5pm
9. an annoyingly cheerlful sun

*Mix them all together in an amalgam of surreal misadventures with a dash (or a helping, depending on your perversity) of Murphy's Law and you could just imagine what my day was like. I suggest that you hold a firm reign on your imagination or you might get nightmares...something in the likes of being caught in a street riot, watching a disgruntled customer suddenly flipping and running amok in a supermarket because of long lines & crappy service and seeing a sago drenched bitch picking on children and giving them hell.

All in all, it was nice to get home in one piece...
because shit happens and it all rained on me.