I put the ol' gut in check 'cause it seemed to be burpin' and refluxin' a bunch for a time now, and this is what I get for doubting me guts...eh, the silver lining of the four torential thunderstorms was my equipment got squeaky clean..hmm, and probably a little squeaky.
I have a theory, think the more one is intuitive in regular everyday, everyday, the more one follows one's gut, um, intuitively.
Been some pretty good studies on one's birth order, well you know, in families with enough siblings to actually have a birth order, that has a signifigant impact on one's intuition, and typically the youngest of a brood is generally the most intuitive, ergo it's my opinion for what it's worth (eh, under a buck), younger members of family units are more likely to be your more goin' by their gut reactors...or not, I mean what's less than a buck besides spare change)
I have a theory, think the more one is intuitive in regular everyday, everyday, the more one follows one's gut, um, intuitively.
Been some pretty good studies on one's birth order, well you know, in families with enough siblings to actually have a birth order, that has a signifigant impact on one's intuition, and typically the youngest of a brood is generally the most intuitive, ergo it's my opinion for what it's worth (eh, under a buck), younger members of family units are more likely to be your more goin' by their gut reactors...or not, I mean what's less than a buck besides spare change)