i ain't afraid of no ghosts

Like wow, Scoob, this old cemetery looks mighty creepy! Let's go check it out! Blood's Point Cemetery, Flora Township, IL. I didn't see any ghosts, but it was a change of pace, and that made it fun. Beats sitting around at someone's house like we usually do. At least I was out and about. Being out in the middle of nowhere at midnight is fun enough without being in a cemetery under a full moon with 15 people expecting something craaazy to happen.

But nothing crazy happened. Mark played a few jokes, but to everyone's disappointment, there were no real ghosts, or crazy tall men, or black hearses. One kinda weird thing: Noah's car stalled. Twice. Well, not stalled exactly. The first time, his gas pedal stopped working for like 5 seconds, and he fucked with us for like 20 seconds after. But the second time, his gas, brakes, power steering, and stereo all just shut off. His lights were still on, but other than that, there was nothing. It was pretty odd.

No real partying yet this week, but there is hope. James's mom might be going to Madison one of these nights, and his Dad is fishing in Canada, so if that happens, look out. I've had this funny feeling lately. Like I'm looking forward to something, but there's nothing really on the horizon. Something big is gonna happen soon, I can feel it. I've hit a stride with the summer. Working during the day, and trying new shit with new people at night. Maybe it'll lead to that big something. Life is good for the most part right now. But the funny thing about life is that no matter how good or bad things are at the moment, they can always get worse. So let's hope things don't go downhill, because a giant snowball of disaster doesn't sound too appealing. Foregoing some unforeseeable disaster, I can't really think of anything that could go wrong though.

Let's hope this mood lasts through the week.

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Next post: We'll see.