spooky

I stayed at the Buxton Inn in Granville with the stupid bitches I work with over the weekend. What these girls lack in brain cells they make up for with fun.

As you may or may not know the Buxton Inn is "haunted". Feel free to read about it here:

http://www.prairieghosts.com/oh-buxt.html

Anyway, TH and I are sharing a bed and we were up all night at the bars and whatnot, we go back to the room and of course we are a little tense about the "ghosts". After TH has jumped out of bed about 100 times saying that the "ghost" has pulled her hair or whispered in her ear or tickled her feet, I have had just about enough. I say - TH shut the fuck up and go to sleep. We finally settle down and just as I was about to drift off to sleep TH accidentally touched me, I jump up, scream at the top of my lungs, launch her across the room where she slams into a closet door and slides down the wall. To my surprise all TH says is "Why'd you do that?" Then we spent the remainder of the night giggling about how funny it was that she was thrown across the room.

I felt a little bad but what can you do when you are terrified and sleep deprived but to throw someone across a room.