i've given up on the friday the 13th bad luck day thing, mostly because my days of bad luck never seem to fall on friday the 13th but rather on tuesday the 17th, or saturday the 21st or any other day. dad and b. and i were talking about old wives' tales last night-- like, should you sleep with the fan on or with the window open all night? they think that's hogwash, but they run hot. i can't stand having a draft on me all night, but if it's super hot, as it has been lately, god, turn up the fan (at least until it cools off).
i've been corresponding with this guy from my district who did the program in 2000. i'm glad to be making connections. he seems pretty fun from his emails, but it's always a crap shoot-- you can only hope someone is as cool as they write, but there's this possiblity they could be a mega dweebie and not someone you'd ever hang out with normally.
i suppose it's the same traveling, too. i met some odd people when i was in europe the first time-- people i could never picture hanging out with back home. but they were bearable because i knew after about 24 hours i'd never have to see them again. it's intersting-- i was able to overlook things in them that annoyed me and essentially use what i needed from said person. i guess the plus side was that i met a bunch of interesting, different people, which is always a good thing. it's funny how we always gravitate to the same.
but i also figured out that people are mostly the same no matter what. everyone is just trying to figure it out and not stand out too much while doing that.