Me. Wheee.

[lithera]

I really need to figure out what it is that I'm eating that my stomach doesn't like. It's got to be something that is used in something. I honestly have no idea. It's just really, really annoying.

Hung out with Kevin and Mike last night. Holly was there for a bit. It was really low key and laid back.

I've been doing a lot of thinking about the paranormal recently. Ghosts, spirits and possibly the other things out there that do whatever they do. I'm not sure to what end I'm doing this thinking. I don't have a specific query in mind. Just a lot of thinking. I've always believed in these sorts of things to some extent. There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in my philosophy. There isn't a chance I'd presume to know what is and isn't out there. I'm pretty sure there are ghosts. There are other things that I have experienced in my life that I have yet to classify as anything. Maybe someday.

I used to dream of being a parapsychologist. I had no idea what I'd do really. I think I was enchanted by Ghostbusters to some extent, but that really wasn't what I wanted to be.

Hmmmmm.. Enough of that I think.

Tired and my stomach still doesn't like me. Erg.

But tomorrow is Saturdat and that is a good thing.

Comments

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

You're welcome to sleep on my loveseat sometime. You'll see some pretty funky shit if you're lucky. I'll leave the doors open. It doesn't like open doors. At first I thought it was a draft until I realized that even if I closed all the windows (which made it stuffy as hell) it still happened. Especially my bedroom door. And Eliza lost about 2 hours of memory once, and acted strange, and then freaked out afterwards.

I've got a cool Apartment.

[fireballof3.livejournal.com]

I hate most parapsychologists.

Slight variations in EM fields. What the FUCK are those supposed to measure, huh?

Grrrrr....

[lithera.livejournal.com]

There are places that seem to have things like that going on. No idea why. No idea what they are. I'm a pretty firm believer in ghosts for one reason or another.

[lithera.livejournal.com]

Just people trying to back up experiences with "solid" scientific findings.

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[fireballof3.livejournal.com]

::sigh:: some things just don't mingle together well.

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[inevitability.livejournal.com]

I tend to see things like that a lot. It could be that I get really spooked until I realize that nothing bad is happening and I'm all good with it from there on.

A typical night at my apartment.

::snooze::
SLAM!
::wakes up::
"Oh.... sorry, I forgot to close the door, I was tired."
::footsteps around my living room::
::goes back to sleep::

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

Again, we are compatible.

Faith in supernatural and faith in science should not intersect. You should not prove your religion through science, nor should you prove science through a religion. Faith is faith. Believe what you want to without having to look for proof from other faiths. You know?

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[fireballof3.livejournal.com]

Yup.

But i still like the math formulae that show how women are evil.

That's just fun!

[lithera.livejournal.com]

*nods* Things like that make me wonder about so many different things. Are there different types of ghosts? Why does this one close doors? What's going on there? Is is a ghost or something else? How could I tell the difference if I knew what it was anyway?

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[inevitability.livejournal.com]

I think it is something that digs on closed doors at night time. I also think it is something that digs on early bedtimes because whenever people come over later in the evening they get tired. Strange but true. Dont know what it is, but I try to keep the doors shut for it.

[theda.livejournal.com]

Hey cutie pie, where do you work in downtown,
thinking maybe drinks or lunch if you are up to it sometime
smooch!
jenga

[lithera.livejournal.com]

I work in the Pike Tower (between 5th and 6th on Pike) for another week. After that I move down to the International District, across form Uwajimaya.

I'm just for coffee or whatever anytime. Just let me know, sweetness.