Can I go home now?
Paraskavedekatriaphobia (bonus points if you can pronounce it), or better known as The Fear of Friday the 13th.
I really don't have any phobias, but when one of my friends experienced car troubles this morning and then told me it was Friday the 13th - bacause duh, I hadn't realized it yet, I asked "Why in the world did I get out of bed this morning?" (I paraphrased - a little)
If anybody orders DUCK off the menu at dinner tonight, you know I'm diving under the table. I'm going to a game where there are warnings of "loose pucks may enter the stands."
Heavy sigh.
I really don't have any phobias, but when one of my friends experienced car troubles this morning and then told me it was Friday the 13th - bacause duh, I hadn't realized it yet, I asked "Why in the world did I get out of bed this morning?" (I paraphrased - a little)
If anybody orders DUCK off the menu at dinner tonight, you know I'm diving under the table. I'm going to a game where there are warnings of "loose pucks may enter the stands."
Heavy sigh.
4 Comments:
Pronouncing it isn't going to happen.
For as hideously superstitious as I am (I look for meaning in license plates, for crying out loud) Friday the 13th means nothing to me.
Man, I just broke my tongue with trying to spell that word ;=) Hockey games on Friday 13th... well, ours here went very well, so - fingers crossed! ;)
I hope you got through the day unskathed. My Mom was born on Friday the 13th and always says that Saturday the 14th is her bad day. LOL!
Jessica
http://zarzuelaknitsandcrochets.com/blog
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