It's a good thing I'm not extremely and numerologically superstitious.
This morning: MONDAY morning, I went to 7-11 for work snacks. my purchase total was 6.66
On the way back, I realized that today is Groundhog's Day, 2015, which marks exactly THIRTEEN years to the day that I first planned to and tried to start a website for my comics, y'know, before life got in the way - AGAIN.
THEN, it occured to me that last year when I FINALLY DID get my website started, it was on the birthday of She Who Will Not Be Named - the last girl to break my heart and fuck up my life - at least temporarily.
To recap - 7-11. Monday. Groundhog's Day, 666, 13, That C***. My Own Failures.
Were I the superstitious type, I'd say that the Universe is trying to tell me something. Good thing I'm not the superstitious type.
(*grabs horseshoe and 4 leaf clover*)