It is 11.26pm in the middle of the seventh lunar month, or as I've always been told, the
ghost month.
I should not be watching Blink now. It might actualfax be the worst time of the year to be watching Blink. I have my sister next to me blowdrying her hair and I still screamed. I have it paused. I am afraid to continue.
Someday I will laugh at this entry but right now I'M SCARED SHITLESS.
I HATE YOU MOFFAT.