Well, I just haven't posted in a while. Been busy.
I wonder why it is... oh yeah, right, journaling was always some sort of self-indulgent act, so I keep forgetting that I actually want to document things.
Odd things happen at haunted houses. You know this. Comments you only hear when you work at a haunted house:
"Honey, did you remember to get your blood?"
"Hey, you left your scythe in the sink!"
"So, we've gassed up all the chainsaws... we're ready to go."
The last time I did the "victim in chains," a guy beat me on the head and I was glad it wasn't worse, he looked like he was wanting to tear the place down.
So last night, I did the "living half-girl" and that was particularly interesting. You have to hold very still so as not to spoil the illusion, in case you want to know.
I wonder why it is... oh yeah, right, journaling was always some sort of self-indulgent act, so I keep forgetting that I actually want to document things.
Odd things happen at haunted houses. You know this. Comments you only hear when you work at a haunted house:
"Honey, did you remember to get your blood?"
"Hey, you left your scythe in the sink!"
"So, we've gassed up all the chainsaws... we're ready to go."
The last time I did the "victim in chains," a guy beat me on the head and I was glad it wasn't worse, he looked like he was wanting to tear the place down.
So last night, I did the "living half-girl" and that was particularly interesting. You have to hold very still so as not to spoil the illusion, in case you want to know.