give me comatose joy like we're on tv
i'm pretty sure my house is haunted. or at least, there's some sort of mischievous entity that finds it very amusing to vex me (since i'm the only one that ever notices what goes on).
i've mentioned this in the past, and there've been other events, but most recently last week a missing sock of mine turned up in the middle of a pile of stuffed animals on the guest room floor. why would a human leave a sock in the middle of a pile of stuffed animals? i don't think they would. neither my mom nor i did it, and my dad doesn't usually go in there (much less do the laundry).
and then today i went in electra's room and the fucking dustbuster was plugged into the wall. that dustbuster has been missing for ages. we got a new one since we thought it was gone, it'd been so long! what the hell. and i'm almost positive it wasn't there before, since i've been in electra's room a lot this year and i think i would have noticed it before.
uhgn. just what i need.
i've mentioned this in the past, and there've been other events, but most recently last week a missing sock of mine turned up in the middle of a pile of stuffed animals on the guest room floor. why would a human leave a sock in the middle of a pile of stuffed animals? i don't think they would. neither my mom nor i did it, and my dad doesn't usually go in there (much less do the laundry).
and then today i went in electra's room and the fucking dustbuster was plugged into the wall. that dustbuster has been missing for ages. we got a new one since we thought it was gone, it'd been so long! what the hell. and i'm almost positive it wasn't there before, since i've been in electra's room a lot this year and i think i would have noticed it before.
uhgn. just what i need.