The_City_Girl
The_City_Girl
The_City_Girl

Ugh, my birthday is tomorrow. I'm so exhausted from Christmas that I can never rally the energy needed to get excited about it. And then because of that, I feel all bitter because I WANT to anticipate and get excited about my birthday, but when it comes to my birthday versus Jesus's, I just can't compete. Hmph.

Oh god, this is what happened to me, but my thing was frogs. I'm a city girl, but growing up I spent summers in rural Minnesota, where there are many types of frogs (spring peepers, tree frogs, leopard frogs, etc), and I would spend a lot of time catching these over the summer, and happen to think they're really

Yes!

I've actually had this exact same conversation with my dentist, though it was several years ago. Apparently there was all sorts of anecdotal evidence from anesthesiologists about how redheads are "a tough knockout," and then a few years ago some studies were published that confirmed this (in a surgical context).

I completely agree with you in every way, this seems like a severe violation of personal liberty. I utterly loathe smoking, and was really happy when they passed the "no smoking in bars" laws in my hometown of SF and where I live in London, AND really like that people can't smoke in building doorways, so people

It's not that simple, and I think phasing it out makes a lot more sense, practically and policy-wise (however, I should note that I definitely don't agree with this proposal, nor do I think the long-term goal is very realistic).

That is SERIOUSLY bad ass, and took so much vision, creativity, and technical skill! WELL DONE.

Thank you very much!

Ooh, that looks great! Definitely going to check it out...

I know what you mean, even though ironically my story is one of those listed above. Despite the fact that I experienced weirdness, my brain refuses to accept that there's not something that can explain how each thing happened. Still, I haven't come up with any valid rationalizations, so I thought I'd share in the

I know what you mean, even though ironically my story is one of those listed above. Despite the fact that I experienced weirdness, my brain refuses to accept that there's not something that can explain how each thing happened. Still, I haven't come up with any valid rationalizations, so I thought I'd share in the

@ BellaDee: Yeah, I've never put those two things together until now, and I don't like it! I'd prefer to think of it as being unrelated to us personally. The house has a long history and was already around for 70 years before my parents moved in.

I cosign this request! I love reading others' experiences. Does anyone have a link?

UGH. I'm the one who wrote the story that Jezebel titled The Sibling, and I'm actually really disturbed that it was titled that, because what I didn't mention in the story is that I'm an only child, but my parents tried for years to have another, and my mom had several very, very late term miscarriages, including one

Yes, I'm the one who experienced the other missing passport! If I had to theorize, I would say it was selected for maximum inconvenience/attention. The things that disappeared were always items I needed very much, in short order. So weird!

I just read that! How bizarre, it is almost an identical experience. Luckily my "ghost/poltergeist/spirit" seemed a little more generous than yours, since it replaced it the following day. I didn't have to get a new one - what a hassle for you!

The other weird story I have is my mom's (Margo), who is a very sensible, rational person and not prone to exaggeration. Plus her story has been backed up by her very practical, no-nonsense best friend. . .

I grew up in a San Francisco Victorian that is over 100 years old, and I know nothing about the occupants previous to the time my parents moved in almost forty years ago, so I can’t attribute the various strange experiences to anything in particular. . .

I totally agree, I hate it! The word itself isn't nice - it's very nasal sounding, AND I also think that I'm too young to be called that term. My southern friend tsk-tsked me when I said this and thinks I'm overreacting (it's integral to her culture, she says, so she likes it), but why can't I be called 'miss,' then?

I basically just want The X-Files to come back (/have never ended). That show ran during my early to late adolescence and it's kind of amazing how profoundly the characterization of Scully formed me. Besides that, it had great writing, intelligent content, it never ceased to entertain, and. . . did I mention the