Let the conspiracy theories begin.

I found this picture by searching Google Images with "god finger". The reason is below.

So I have absolutely no intention of making this a bad boyfriend/heartbroken/break-up/crying and eating pints of ice-cream in my pajamas/adopting cats kind of blog. And I'm actually doing okay--I think I am moving on pretty quickly and healthily. Yep, healthily. But a couple of things have happened within the last week that I think are preeeety coincidental. Preeety meta-like karma-like weird-like. Preety like thanks God for taking pity on me during a difficult time and sticking your big godfinger in and stirring some things around. Things like:

1. The Gravity Pub where Rob and I first met, closed down last Friday
2. The Smashing Pumpkins concert that were were supposed to go to together last night was cancelled at the last minute because the drummer got sick/OD'ed again

Okay, so I only have two instances. But still! I think they are a little weird, like the universe is somehow acknowledging the sad demise of a once-wonderful thing. By closing a shit-hole bar and postponing a concert.

Yep, I'm sticking by it.