The House on Sue

OMG, that totally sounds like my kind of party!

But I am an introvert, and a little bit goth, so...

“Hello Senoritas” 

The Ghostest Generation

Text from Beyond

Oooh I know where you’re talking about.

I just leave the tab open for the whole month and hope my browser doesn’t crash. I know some workplaces require you to shut down every day though...

This could be a ghost story or just a creepy as hell story, depending on whether you believe in ghosts or not.

Several years ago, I was studying for the Chartered Financial Analyst exams and it’s about as fun as it sounds. It requires spending a lot of free time in quiet places studying, reading,…

My husband and I purchased our first house together, it needed a lot of renovation work. But we got it for a pretty reasonable price because of this. It was a small house but I was totally in love with it and the backyard, it was a huge long kind of narrow backyard and definitely overgrown. We shared one fence with a…

My husband worked for the FBI, dealing with missing persons cases. Three times in the five years, he had seen what he says looks like almost the same cat (a completely white cat, except for the black on it’s face) near locations where they’ve found the missing person. All in very different areas of the country though…

I would be thrilled!

Next to it was a large clown doll, staring up at me with dead clown doll eyes, leaned against the wall, as if watching me enter his domain.

Your mom should leave jewelry out! God, how scary!

I think I might have written this before, but I can’t find it in my post history! My dad’s dad owned a grocery store in Southern Ontario. This was back in the 60’s & 70’s – a little corner grocery with five shopping carts that were on the cutting edge of the grocery store experience at the time.

the elevator wants to take you to the afterlife AAAGGH

When I read the Noid submission, I knew I had to share this. I shared it as a response deep in the grays one year, but by that point the post had been up for weeks.

Also, I did not have a cat when the Flonase incident happened, so it couldn’t have been this fuzzy beast. 

Up the misty mountain

When I was 15, I got a job at Wendy’s. The usual, kind of shitty but mundane fast food job, where you work your way up from cleaning restrooms to tables to restocking the salad bar and the Frosty machine, until finally you get to either flip burgers or take orders. I wasn’t technically old enough to flip burgers (you…

Severely not digging the tryptophobia eyes on that piece of artwork.