Second time admitted to this not private room area, second time sharing a room with someone traumatised. She's left now--seems she was a teen involved in a DUI accident (passenger in a drunk's car, drunk died beside her) who kept getting driven to screaming by pain of being 'broken'. Poor thing.

Last time it was a woman younger than me with multiple unexplained strokes.

Okay. Bedtime for me.

Oh ita, I'm so sorry that you're once again in the hospital. Sounds like it was a brutal night.

I've heard so many different ghost stories that I believe, for which I don't believe low frequency can account. There's definitely situations that it can account for, but not all of them.

I wasn't trying to disprove the existence of ghosts, I was just noting that the one theory would explain a lot of instances. But I also know a lot of people, like you, who have some pretty uncanny stories. (Supposedly the house my mom grew up in was haunted and she saw the ghost several times.)

I'm actually pretty credulous, I tend to believe in supernatural things, ghosts, visitations, spiritual powers and the like. But I do realize that puts me on the woo woo side of things, and I like to explore that zone where science and supernatural seem to compete to explain things. So I find the infrasound idea fascinating (I had never heard of it before). And the theory that Jessica referred to that there's a biochemical basis for religious epiphany (that one I've read about). That there's an underlying biochemical basis doesn't deny the possibility of God to me, quite the opposite.

those boots confused me

haha! Me too! But then I got them anyway. My theme for this year, so far, is falling for the inappropriate, I think.

ugh, ita. I hope today and tonight are peaceful for you.

Lisah--I think you will rock those boots.

I'm sorry, ita.

Yay, new boots, lisah!

I wasn't trying to disprove the existence of ghosts, I was just noting that the one theory would explain a lot of instances. But I also know a lot of people, like you, who have some pretty uncanny stories. (Supposedly the house my mom grew up in was haunted and she saw the ghost several times.)

Oh, I got that. I just meant that I felt that that theory wasn't complete enough to fully describe the phenomenon, for me. As far as I'm concerned, it's a weirder world than science can completely explain. At least, as of yet. Or, I suppose someone should ask why ghosts resonate in that frequency, to get a nice debate going.

My head still hurts. I really need to motivate myself to go out in the rain and buy some Excedrin. And I also need to do the dishes. And eat something other than hash browns, orange juice, and a Reese's cup. I just could not motivate myself to make any eggs. Happily, it is now well passed lunch time, and beginning to edge on towards early dinner.

Okay, I am back, and people STILL are not posting. How is it that there will be five million posts when I can't read them at work, and on a rainy Saturday when I have no cash for a new book, and less motivation to do much of anything, there are about seven posts?

In other news, I went to the grocery store. I have now had a snack of chocolate milk and Excedrin, AIFG. Also, everything I bought was very on sale, so I got the 100 count Excedrin, 1/2 gallon of chocolate milk, 2 big Bounty rolls of paper towels for when I do eventually get to the business of cleaning my house, a new toothbrush, and tax, for $20.50. It's like The Price is Right, only better.

I am now vaguely reading the internet, and trying to learn how to flirt. One day, I mean to acquire a boyfriend. Although, I must be doing something all right, since I merely said, "Excuse me," to some guy completely blocking the aisle, and he looked me over from head to foot (mind you, I was wearing yesterday's outfit and had just run through the parking lot in the rain), and said, "That is really quite all right," with a giant smile showing all his teeth. So weird.

Who wants to come over and make me lunch so that I can just lay on my bed like a lump for the rest of the day?

I'd come over, but for small and nearly irrelevant details like being on the far side of the country, and so damn tired from my own schooly day that I can barely move. Otherwise, I'd be there already.

Okay, I am back, and people STILL are not posting. How is it that there will be five million posts when I can't read them at work, and on a rainy Saturday when I have no cash for a new book, and less motivation to do much of anything, there are about seven posts?

We are hiding from you.

Sorry.

I just found out that next weekend is teacher discount weekend at Borders. 25% off all purchases, school and personal. Whoo!

I also purchased Season 2 of Slings & Arrows and got a book of Poe for a kid in my class.

Worked out for the 4th time this week, keeping me on track.

One disc left in Series 5 of Homicide.

Kitty-to-be-renamed [link] has decided that outside is cool to watch, and I am not scary. Indeed, I am worthy of seeking out for being petted.

Alibelle, if you find helpful help anywhere, let the rest of us know. Go you with your awesome self, though.

ita, I'm so sad to hear that you're having another craptastic hospitalized weekend. You have had way more than your share.