Much of the freaky

[deathpixie]

I had the most amazing coincidence happen to me today at work. We had court, and whilst I was sitting there, stressing because we only had the magistrate until 12.30pm and the prosecutor was running late and there were too many bloody people turning up, the barrister for one of the matters, a Mr Carlisle, comes up to the bench clerk's desk and lets me know what's going on, and then he peers at me and asks me my name. I tell him, and then he says:

"You didn't go to Japan back in 1987, did you?"

"Yes," I reply, somewhat startled. "How did you know that?"

"Because I was there too."

Turns out the barrister is David Carlisle, who I remember as a rather lanky sixteen year old guy who was an exchange student in Japan the same year I was and who I'd met several times on various Rotary camps. He looks kind of the same - the eyes are his, definitely - but I wouldn't have recognised him first. And it's been sixteen years. He just completely floored me.

Unfortunately, due to the Hobbit Heighted Court List of Doom, we couldn't talk much else, but he said he'd be in touch. Which might or might not happen, but still, talk about freaky, huh?

He even recognised me without the scary Eighties hair. ;)

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[threnody.livejournal.com]

Whoa. *Twilight Zone music*

[nute.livejournal.com]

Must be the week for it. Yesterday I saw a car broken down on the side of the interstate and recognized the guy standing by it as someone who was in my platoon back at Bragg over 5 years ago.

Didn't like the guy much, so I didn't feel obligated to stop or anything, but it's still a weird deja vu.

~M.