Ghosts & sex

I have a poster art print thingy in my living room that I think is simply stunning.  I’d post an image but Pete still has my camera that somehow got wedged underneath the seat of his car.  Thankfully out of the clutches of Bandit the designer shoe chewing dog.

But I digress.  Some of my friends think its creepy, some people don’t “get it” but they like it.  Others think its just kind of wrong given how Jason committed suicide.  However I sense that there is a correlation between my buying that particular print and his death (as Pete once presented forth to me and I did ponder this) seeing as how I got it two days after he died, while I was at the tattoo convention.

Something about it sucks you in.

I think its beautiful personally.

Its a depiction of a woman standing in front of some cardiogram graph thing with a beautiful tattoo on her hand going up her arm, a row of rose thorns around her neck causing her to bleed as she’s smiling and holding a revolver to the side of her head.  I was captivated by this image, something about it spoke volumes to me and I had to have it.  I remember when I purchased it, the gentleman selling it to me pointed to the gun and said:

“It’s just a prop”

I remember thinking in one of  my grief stricken moments I wish Jason’s was just a prop.  It however was not.

Anyway, I can’t afford no fancy frame for this oddly sized sucker so I went to Zellers and purchased a poster frame that’s really just a piece of Plexiglas with a backing and the four sides that are all removable.  Except it doesn’t always co-operate like it should.

Of course.

I was standing in my kitchen earlier this evening and I heard what can only be described as a ripping noise and I looked behind me and all I could see was this insane print swinging to & fro.  One of the sides had come away from the wall (it was being held in place with blue tac to help keep it straight on the wall because it doesn’t lie flat.)  Then I got to thinking…

Perhaps its the new book that I’m reading?  Its called follow, to summarize its a creepy book about a woman who’s haunted by visits from dead people.  Then I got to thinking about the conversation that Ms. Jackson and I had a few days after Jason’s demise and how she told me that if there was life after death then Jason would know how much I’m hurting.  I got to thinking about this last night, more so because of something I wanted to do/should have done in my last e-mail but didn’t.  So I thought to myself you know, I really do hope that there is life after death because even though he would see my world of hurt, he would know just how much I loved him too.

So then this whole poster thing happened and I ain’t going to lie, it Creep-ed. Me. Right. The. Fuck. Out.  I looked at her and something about that print made my skin crawl.  Between my nerves, my stalker, that strange (but good) book I’m reading, haunted encounters I have had in the past (I’ll save that story for another day) and loosing my best friend I thought to myself what if a ghost comes to visit you and you’re in the middle of something?

Like having sex for instance.

Do they stick around and watch?

Is there porn on the other side?

Strange to ponder I know but I got to thinking about this at random.  Then I thought to myself as I was walking around with no pants on, is he here?  Was that some sort of sign from him?

I’m just not down with the deceased seeing my O face I guess 😉

Oh christ, I have another stalker!

Oh goodness!  Some people never cease to blow my mind.  Just when you think something is over, it never really is.  Well at least not in this case.  I use reCAPTCHA which is free software to stop spam bots to hide my e-mail address that I have set up for this blog.  I get enough spam messages as it is, who needs more?  Anyway that being said, I have quite the following of readers (thanks guys!) and do get the odd e-mail from time to time about various things/compliments/asking for advice on something or whatever.  I don’t mind that at all, unless its something utterly ridiculous such as this. I also love calling people on their BS 🙂 However this time, I’m not going to bother responding privately because its just SO utterly bogus (not to mention exceptionally amusing to me) so I thought I would share in the nefarious glee that I have in doing so with the rest of my dear readers.  Normally I wouldn’t bother to stoop so utterly low, but this guy is a psycho-pathetic ass who obviously reads my blog (otherwise how would they have my personal e-mail?) also seems like he doesn’t want to let go.  So to protect my own interests, I decided against it.  I also created an e-mail just for my blog which I should have done in the first place (ah well live and learn right?)  Besides this is pretty damn funny (at least to me) and well hey why be selfish and keep this all to myself?  Not only that, this isn’t the first stalker I have had and I somehow doubt he’ll be the last…

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Holy F**K psycho alert! Consider this a PSA

OK so if anyone really knows me, I blog about a ton of stuff but rarely do I talk about my personal life…  However sometimes, you need to do the world a favor and essentially provide them with a PSA (public service announcement).  Yes I know what I am about to say/do is flat out wrong but you know what?  Men are really starting to piss me off these days and this guy really managed to get my panties in the biggest freaking knot EVER!  Of all the “dates” I’ve been on lately, there’s only one that stands out in my mind as actually being good, I mean great, screw that fabulous.  So thank you “V” for at least convincing me that not every guy is a psychopathic douche-bag!  At least some people, OK one person didn’t leave a bad impression.  Wish I could say that for the others but man, this guy really took the cake and blew me away!  Yes I know I should have walked away and left well enough alone but you know what, yeah this time I just can’t seem to let it go.  Once I get sucked into an argument, no matter how petty I WILL have the last word dammit and I did!

We started chatting briefly on one of those rare occasions I was on MSN…  I’m rarely on there, I just don’t have the time.  I thought he was too much of a pretty boy for my own personal tastes but hey, who am I to judge right?  So anyway warning bells started coming forth but not the screaming siren sort.   Mostly based on what he said, but I thought meh what’s the harm in going to meet him right?  So we made plans to go to a cafe beside his work on Notre Dame I’m thinking its this one Has a PHD in engineering (take notes kids!).  Bear in mind that I totally gave up everything I was planning on doing to go meet this guy for a date.  He’s leaving for New York for a conference (hope his plane crashes) in the afternoon and was going to be gone for a few days and since I have a few days off of work, why waste them?

Anyway, got a call from a friend who needed some help with her computer.  So I told her that I was on my way to this date with Eric and I would be a while.  Meaning I would be there within the hour if things didn’t work out or a few hours if they did.  So as I am about to walk in there, he texts me back telling me not to come.  I was like WTF I’m there and your pulling this shit on me?  So here’s a transcript of our text message conversation, then you can tell me what you think about the whole thing. Love my cell phone for this!  This is also why I don’t give anyone my land line number!  Very few people actually have it & there’s a reason for that!

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Dear God…

I’m doing laundry earlier today and my cell phone starts ringing with an un-familiar Quebec number…  Didn’t know who the hell it was but I answered it anyway, turns out it was this woman who’s opening a travel agency a few doors down from my old job who’s in LOVE with my cooking.

I guess in a way I should be flattered but she’s crazy!  I swear to God she has to be on something!  So she tells me to get “settled in” at my new job/school and to give her a call.  Why?  Because she still wants me to cook for her a few times a week.  She says to me well of course I’ll pay you (well yeah I don’t volunteer my time quite like that).  So I’m a  little on the fence about that because well she’s just plain strange.  But she also wants me to help boost her travel sales and promised me a commission which might not be bad…

I don’t know why she adores me so and my former boss started spreading this ugly rumor about how reliable I was and all these nice things, how dare she 😉  I am compelled to wonder if she’s just doing this because either A: She’s trying to help me out because its no secret that I’m a tad broke temporarily since I’m putting my dentist’s kids through Harvard  & my hours were reduced drastically for four months *or* B: She has an ulterior motive because she knows that I don’t really care for her all that much.  In any case I’m perplexed just a little bit…

The one thing that really irritates me the most was that someone from there gave out MY PHONE NUMBER to her without asking me first.  I mean really, that’s FAR from being OK.  No matter how beneficial anyone thinks it might be for me, its common courtesy to call someone first and ASK if its OK to give out a former employee’s personal information like that!  I would have said OK for other reasons totally un-related to her request due to a former agreement we had but its the lack of respect that really irritates me the most.  But you never know, I could make a lot of money out of this deal!  Depends on my workload at the new place first and my days off and what not…