Weblog of Ghostgirl

Mood: Starving yet full.....

I think I must be half werewolf...  because the full moon makes me do some wacky shit.      Like for instance.... laying on top of my car at 3 30  in the morning... with crystals  all around......chanting to the moon goddess....... listening to John Lennon and Rob Zombie so loud in my headphones my ears lost half of their capacity to hear.    So Im a wierdo... or a werewolf.     I am not sure.........          I have long black nails.. which could be the beginning of claws.           Holy shit... they had the evil vampire smiley face!!!!!!   LMAO       Oh yea...   so  I better not eat after midnight... and I better not get wet.. or be exposed to direct sunlight....          I think thats for Gremlins....  but it might be good advice to take anywhoo.      I have magic crystal ball...   actually its a big gnome who  has a crystal ball...  but I use it.   His name is NED and he shares his wealth.    Ok..   he is saying I will not turn into a werewolf tonight...  because I am getting ready to eat chinese food.. and that nuetralizes the effects of the moon.   Did you not KNOW that????  Its a fact my friends.    I need to stop by and visit your blogs.   So I will do that shortly.. my magic crystal ball says so.....           take it easy.. and be strange.....

I just recieved a message from lead research guy...  He has forgiven me and wants me to remain a part of group.    I must take back my  "funeral and death of a friend"  song.      So as only proper     I shall proceed with this undertaking:

                     OH  EVIL SPIRITS OF DEATH SONGS

   HEAR ME THY INFERNAL MINIONS OF DARKNESS..

   I  MUST RECANT THY SONG OF FUNERAL AND DEATH OF A FRIEND...     TO THE ABYSS OF SONGS THAT WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE AND SHALL NO LONGER FALL OFF THE LIPS OF  A  PISSED OF GHOSTGIRL.      I CAST YOU AWAY  O  MELODY OF MISGUIDED MISERY...      SO MOTE IT BE.                               

So.. like I was saying.   I hate bees.   But not as much as I hate beatles... and not as much as  I hate roaches(that would be the bug type)      Oh... where is the love????????    I love my husband and my son and my cats...and broccoli!    Broccoli and beer....    I love them.     I know that was an important clue to the inner workings of my very soul.        Now go....  be gone.