So my new apartment is haunted. Last night the door to one of the bedrooms kept opening. Then I heard footsteps and looked in and saw a girl with long brown curly hair coming down her back. I slept with a spatula and a cheese grater...on the couch. Why me? I've seen so many ghosts it's ridiculous.

No time to write...no internet at home yet damn it.

C

p.s. JM, I love how you can call W and have brunch with him...you bastard. I love you. CALL ME!