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Have got 1.5 pages of Project Blue Rose done today. Not happy about that - should be far more. Grocery store has been gone to.

Lights need to be turned on, as TV and computer are providing 99% of the illumination in this room. Laundry needs to be started, so am not forced to call into work naked tomorrow. Dinner needs to be made, which means kitchen nees to be cleaned as there is almost no counter space left to use.

But I think the cat needs to be scritched first. If only she can be found.

Pronouns missing. Send help.

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I've been watching Most Haunted on the Travel Channel, which purports to be an investigation into haunted sites, but is really a bunch of suggestible people wandering around with night-vision cameras freaking themselves out. They're on the Queen Mary tonight, and are doing a really good job of freaking themselves out. (Gosh! Strange noises? On a ship? The horror! A walkie-talkie? Broadcasting static when no one is touching it? Gosh, that never happens!)

So: Tell me ghost stories and weird things that have happened to you or people you know! I'm a skeptic through and through, but I love reading ghost-and-weird-stuff stories. :D

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My friend got punched in the kidney by a vengeful ghost. Ok, not really. But she did experience an unexplained pain in her side, which she attested was caused by a ghost punching her.

My mother was once possessed by a dead uncle... and Buddha. Can't forget the buddha moment.

Heh - in an apartment I shared with two other girls, I once felt someone sit on the edge of my bed in the middle of the night. :D

And, since I'm used to living with cats, any stray air current or tiny move I make that makes the sheet move a little bit or touch me slightly gets interpreted by my brain as a cat either jumping on the bed or curling up next to me. ~~and ghost cats are far more welcome than real cats in the middle of the summer, since a cat is a tiny, furry furnace.~~

You once said something in passing about the Buddha incident, and ever since I've used it every time someone pulls old the old stand-up comedian joke about why people always think they're Jesus, and how come nobody thinks they're Buddha. XD

But did Buddha have anything to pass on to us all about enlightenment? XD

When I was in college, I lived in a building that was rumored to be haunted (but aren't they all??). This particular building had been the home to nuns though, as I went to an all girls, Catholic college. There were sinks in the rooms, which was convenient, but then one night I had this dream that there was this young woman (about my age at the time) who was hovering on her back just under my bed and she had slit her wrists and throat - she was looking at me. In my dream I could hear the blood hitting the wood floor (even though it the floor is now carpeted). I woke up with a start and the sink faucet was on almost full blast. That was kinda creepy. Supposedly, the furniture in the lounge moved on its own around 3am.

This (http://www.miaminewtimes.com/issues/1997-06-05/feature.html) is a really neat article about ghost stories, sort of.

Not about enlightenment, I don't think. I'll have to sit down and think about it again since it happened so long ago. But Buddha makes a mean cup of tea.

When my father was in Korea his aunt died. He said he was getting ready for bed one night and his aunt appeared and told him 'good-bye.' He said it never startled him, he told her he loved her and she disapeared. The next morning he called his mother and she told him 'you're aunt died yesterday.' And he was like 'I know, I saw her.'

someone was playing my piano late at night, and no one was awake but me.

Most Haunted cracks me up. It's always a group of people facing a shaky, eerie-green night vision camera and clinging to each other. Then one of them will shriek, and the rest will freak out, and everyone will decide there are ghosts. Just because. XD Lamest ghost-hunting show ever.

And they're constantly saying "Shh! Quiet!" and then less than two seconds later "Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" And it couldn't possibly be that if they kept silent for longer than two seconds, we might hear that it's a cat in heat or the AC clicking on or something, of course not.

I've seen ghost kittens (no, really - they were just like regular kittens, only translucent in my peripheral vision), and felt the presence of content spiritual sorts of things but that's it?

Year-before-last I was on stage crew at the campus's official Rickety Old Theatre With Bad Plumbing. I usually went down pretty early and read/studied, it being pretty quiet down there. So, one evening I was sitting out in the lobby with a book. I'd been there for about fifteen minutes, and not heard anything creak seriously enough to be a person, when I heard very faint tinkly music-box music coming from somewhere. I ignored it, assuming someone had abandoned their cell phone. Because ghost-powers have no effect on me. It continued on-and-off for another ten or fifteen minutes, at which point I got up to go change into my black clothes.

As I opened the bathroom door, the music got louder and I realized it was coming from one of the stalls. Keeping in mind I'd been there for nearly half an hour at this point without hearing anyone moving around, and that the bathroom door had been in my line-of-sight the whole time. Before I got the door all the way open, though, the music stopped. I could see that a girl was sitting in the stall, because of the fairly non-ghosty suede clogs visible under the door, but she didn't move at all or make any sound in the time it took me to get changed.

When the door closed again behind me, the music immediately started back up.

I was in the lobby for another ten minutes or so - the music eventually stopped, around the time people started coming in upstairs, but I had to go work and didn't see if she ever came out. None of the rest of the stage crew had shoes like that, but I didn't see how the cast was dressed - it seems like it must have been one of them (though I'm not sure how reasonable that is given getting-into-costume time), but I never figured out what she was doing in there.

So I just pretend that it was Synthesizer-Playing Myrtle and I have had a supernatural encounter, thank-you-very-much.

The Queen Mary in southern California? It is so haunted. (Or at least, there's a freaky chamber that shows that the entire thing should be UNDERWATER but it's not! Which freaks me out, more than boats normally do. :D)

My household unexpectedly gained a pair of black lace undies that belongs to no one, while no one had any girls over...! And, um. Food pops up in the fridge all the time that no one remembers buying?

...yeah, I'm not so good with the ghost stories.

Until I was nine, we rented a fairly sizeable house in Hollywood. By mistake, we once received copies of the deed in our mail addressed to us instead of our landlord. The house was bought dirt cheap in the 1960s (which made us really angry that they kept crying to us about their mortgage payments).

We kept dwarf hamsters as pets, and sometimes they would die in inexplicable ways. Once we found one with a long, jagged cut on its back (which hamsters can't inflict on each other). Another time my dad found two hung by the scruffs of their necks behind a partition in their cage.

Not to mention the running family joke of a poultergeist moving things around just to be annoying, but I feel like everyone has one of those.

A couple of years after we moved, my family was watching some horror movie and my mom commented offhand that someone had been murdered in our house long before we moved there. My dad, who believes ardently in the supernatural, threw a fit and said he never would have moved there if he'd known. The poultergeist is still with us, but I think without the house he just lives to make us feel senile (like putting the remote control in rooms without a TV).

When my grandfather died, no one wanted to tell his sister who was in the hospital at the time. But she knew the very next day that he was gone because she'd had a dream that night that my grandfather, their mother (who had died a number of years earlier), and their other sister (also predeceased) where all together and saying good-bye to her.

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