Wednesday, January 1, 2003
Dear Diary:

Okay, this is where we cue The Twilight Zone Theme.

Seriously. You people are freaking me out.

As my three loyal readers will recall, yesterday I decided that my New Year's resolution for 2003 would be to walk 500 Miles To Nowhere.

Over in my guestbook Cass (whose yummy Italian Meatloaf I made for New Year's) suggested I make The Proclaimer's song "500 Miles" my theme song for this project.

Here's where it gets really, really spooky.

My latest workout CD was mailed by Genibee on Dec. 23, over a week before I decided on my resolution and Cass left her suggestion in my guestbook.

I just checked out the playlist and LOOK AT THE LAST FREAKIN' SONG:

Tell me, what ARE the odds of this happening.

Yep, of the approximately three bazillion songs Genibee could have chosen to close out that workout CD, she chose The Proclaimers "500 Miles".

Seriously. You people are freaking me out.

THIS IS NOT THE PSYCHIC FRIENDS HOTLINE SO JUST STOP IT. STOP IT RIGHT NOW.

Seriously. I mean it.

--Marn

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