A tad paranoid to be honest. Nothing 'bad' per se happened but... I dunno. It just felt off.
Let me back track a little, its hard to explain. So I leave my home and head out the street to the game store which is, I would guess, 2 or so miles away in a chain outlet. My neighborhood's fairly upscale; bunch of McMansions and manicured lawns and there's always police patrolling so I don't have to be worried about being mugged or anything (though hell of a lot of good they'll be if Ghosts were to attack), but there was an emptiness to it. I mean there were other people out; jogging, walking dogs, that sort of thing, but... maybe the weather's beginning to get to them. It got pretty miserable when the wind started to kick up into my face, but I could deal with it. But even the weather considered, there weren't a lot of people out, even when I got to the shopping center. And the people I did see were lethargic and tired. Man, I hope this weather breaks soon.
More than that though, and you're all gonna say I'm just letting this SM thing get to me, but... I felt like I was being watched. No, I didn't see any shadowy figures or anything like that, but I felt, as weird as it sounds, like I ALMOST did. It felt like there eyes peering at the back of my head; not actively glaring as much as passively observing.... I know this sounds like gibberish but this feeling is hard to describe. It might just be a bit of paranoia getting to me, idk. But in the back of my head, I kept expecting SOMETHING to step out of the shadows. Needless to say, this made the entire trip tense and uncomfortable.
And the best part about it all? The game I pre-ordered, Bulletstorm? Well, turns out I mixed up what day it was released on, its not out for another two weeks, so this was all a great use of my time. I'm gonna play some ME2 then go to bed. Hopefully my dreams won't be that disturbed from all this paranoia.