A third roommate?

I’m about 68-percent sure my apartment is haunted. It all started about a month ago. The stereo in my bedroom started turning on by itself in the middle of the night, which wouldn’t be too big of a deal except it came on at the same time every night (around 2:30), loudly. It wasn’t onContinue reading “A third roommate?”

I shouldn’t….watch this show

There’s this show on the Discovery Channel, maybe you’ve heard of it. It’s called “I Shouldn’t Be Alive” and it’ll basically make you scared to go anywhere ever. They tell the story – through re-enactments and voice-overs from the survivors – of what they went through and seriously after all of it, they really shouldn’tContinue reading “I shouldn’t….watch this show”

I ain’t ‘fraid of no ghosts

Just murderers. I am so serious. Besides clowns, heights and submarines – don’t judge that last one, the episode of LOST where my TV boyfriend dies completely proves my point – the thing I may be most scared of is being murdered. Yep. I’m scared of being murdered. See: Why I slept in the middleContinue reading “I ain’t ‘fraid of no ghosts”

Go shawty, it’s your birthday

Yesterday I turned 26. I don’t feel all that old all the time, but it kind of comes in spurts. Like when I chaperoned a lock in for middle and high schoolers at my church and the DJ played Blackstreet’s “No Diggity” and NONE OF THEM HAD EVER HEARD OF IT. Except of course, BabyContinue reading “Go shawty, it’s your birthday”

A conversation that could only be had in this apartment

Me: Liz is coming over tomorrow night to watch LOST. Anthony: Cool. Save it (on the DVR) for me. Me: Nope. I’m going to delete it. And then I’m going to delete all your memories of it. Anthony: That’s cool, ’cause all day long at work I’ll be researching unorthodox ways to kill you. Me:Continue reading “A conversation that could only be had in this apartment”

fears, Irrational

The other day, while in the shower, I got shampoo in my eye. Wasn’t paying attention and apparently could not feel the shampoo sliding down my forehead and all of the sudden I was blind in one eye. Side note – when I was typing the previous sentence, I originally spelled forehead “fourhead” perhaps subconsciouslyContinue reading “fears, Irrational”