SO, IF ANYONE NEEDS ME THIS WEEKEND, UH, I'LL BE HERE:


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*COMES BACK FROM THE BAR AND IS LIKE THIS:


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SO I'M WORKING ON THE BASEMENT, AND YEAH. I THINK THERE ACTUALLY IS A GHOST DOWN HERE. MY TOOLS KEEP RANDOMLY DISAPPEARING, AND THE ROOM KEEPS CHANGING TEMPERATURES AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT. AND I FEEL...A PRESENCE OF SOME SORT.

*SIGH* I'M PROBABLY GOING TO HAVE TO GET RID OF IT. *GOES AND GETS ALL OF HIS ~GHOSTFACER THINGS AND GETS READY TO WORK*

I HATE THUNDER STORMS SO MUCH. URGH. WHEN I WAS YOUNGER, MY GRANDMA USED TO SAY THAT ALL THUNDER WAS THE ANGELS BOWLING AND THAT EVERY FLASH OF LIGHTNING MEANT ONE OF THEM GOT A STRIKE. AND NOW, BEING HERE, I HAVE TO WONDER - IS THAT ACTUALLY TRUE?THINKING OF THAT KIND OF HELPS, BUT IT STILL DOESN'T MAKE ME LIKE STORMS ANY MORE ( Read more... )

UM. YEAH. I DON'T KNOW. BUT IF BELLA CAN GET DRUNK, I CAN TOTALLY ~SPARKLE MY FEELINGS. *BLASTS DEBUSSY RIGHT NOW*

AND NOW I LOOK LIKE THIS:


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