clo_again

I am superstitious, I will freely admit this. I refuse to pass people on the stairs most times, I worry when I can only see one magpie and I *touch wood* countless times a day.

However Dido's My Lover's Gone coming up on my playlist and suddenly deciding it's too sad, and if I listen to it all the way through before the men's Wimbledon semi-finals tomorrow then Andy will lose? Is getting beyond ridiculous.

However knowing that I am being ridiculous isn't making me any less worried about watching his match after apparently jinxing him every time I started watching the other day. I'm torn between watching and hiding until it's over.

Bloody hell. They should make pills for this.

Clo