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I would have read it.
But that's only because we've kind of met (but not really) and therefore your journal is more interesting to me than most.
Speaking of meeting...my friends are playing at the Corner Cafe again on the 18th. I'll be there this time, I swear it! I don't know what color my hair will be, but it will be something crazy. That's how you'll know who to approach with the secret word.
The secret word is: Hi!
My recommendation would be not to go up to the building, but that's just because the WVPRS is getting...I don't want to say territorial, but we've definitely got something going on there and we're protective. Especially of the female spirits we've run into that keep begging for us to help them. Last night when we went up at least three people that shouldn't have been there showed up (a couple of them drunk). We had to send them away. Whatever is up there is a little impatient with us right now.
We're not going up there again for a while. We're going to organize all of the evidence we've collected so far, and a case file will be put up on our website (I'm sure with the background info you're looking for).

I'm not going to let you have my neck... but I willlet you strangle my leg instead, will that help?

Wow, thanks! That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me yet. It really made my day.

It's always good to know that before things get serious. Better luck next time.

Wow. **kicks the victrola and bobby derrin starts playing** And they call it...puppy looooooooove. ;-) In all seriousness, don't sweat it. Everyone thinks they know everything about relationships, but in fact, I am 100% sure that it's different for everyone. Opposites, schmoposites. Being into different things only means that you can expose each other (not that way...yet) to new things. If everybody was alike and into the same things....I'd shoot myself.

haha...It's a good thing you couldn't make it, because neither could I! I kind of got stranded at another friend's house, and didn't really feel like walking to the Corner Cafe in the cold.
It's cool. I really want to go hang out at 123 sometime soon. Perhaps next weekend. I'll let you know what is happening!

A chicken? Okay...

Whoa.
I am Clementine.
Thanks for letting me know. I wanted to be her.

The community building is out on Summer School Rd. Now I'd better not hear of this information leaking to any other ghost hunting teams!
I left a lot of the more interesting parts of the story out of my journal entry, because people would actually think we're all nuts. The second night we went back, Seret's boyfriend tagged along, as a skeptic, and while we were there told us he felt like he was on fire. When we left and met back up at Sheetz, he told us he had been pretty close to killing us all.
He spent the next day puking.
So basically, we're in some deep shit with this place.
Like I told Sita in her journal...we're working on a website. Stay tuned!

thanks for the comment, that was really nice!
I took a road trip to FL (from VA) and yes, GA is really smelly.
I know what you mean about practicing, I haven't played my bass in MONTHS. I suck.

hah a revival, that's good... usually they're just happy to get guilt money out of those once-a-year suckers... then again, he may have been fattening their guilt for a purpose

Thank you very much for the compliments on the pictures. There is a bunch more of them I just need to go through and see. I am still arguing back and fourth with myself about doing SG... I don't know yet. Anyway, I would pay lots of money to see a dog piss on santa. My dogs get excited but can still control their blatters.... damnit... that would have been super funny. I'll talk to you later.\
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