Ghosts....

So I'm on facebook and one of my "friends" puts a video on my wall. So I watch it and KAK myself!
Its a video showing a ghost appear. Its either really good amateur or that ghost was seriously pissed off.
But I still had a right old chill run right through me!!! Now I can't sleep.

Great.

Its 2:30am. I only have to be at work at 6pm, but I worked a doubel shift today, am exhausted, and I want to get up early to go for a job interview.

Guess I'll be staying up to watch old Angel episodes.

Dammit! I'm such a fucking wuss. Maybe because I know that ghosts exist. I just hate the being surprised when actually appear part. And can't they do something about resembling the rotting corpse thing? Really. A little respect towards thier appearance will make this whole interplane relationship go down a lot more smoothly. If ghosts want us to see and interact with them, appearing out of nowhere at night in the dark will NOT help thier cause.
It doesn't work for spiders. I'm not seeing any benefits for them either.

Fuck...Still spooked.

URGH!

Muse has left the building...

I am a fucker.

Its my day off today having worked 27 hours in three days. That is roughly about..half my weekend. I'm exhausted and have a pile of laundry to do (and with my slow washer will take the ENTIRE day) as well as a list of To Do that is a mile long.
So one thinks I'll get cracking on.
right?

WRONG!

The clothes are in the washer. I've paid my rent. I'm supposed to be meeting a friend for supper and then afterwards, meeting another friend for a gig.
Would much rather be staying on my couch watching old episodes of Angel and listening to music by punk bands with sentimental lyrics.

My week ahead is a blur of double shifts - Tuesday to Saturday. AND I need to get flat hunting for a new place before my mom comes over in three weeks AND I still need to save money for that AS WELL AS keep the new website updated and tweaked and cool and amazing and great and just simply rocking!

All these commitments and ties and responsibilities should be getting me down...but you know what? I kind of need it. I thrive under this type of pressure. Bring it on!
Just as soon as I've finished my Angel marathon.