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Simon Singh! Simon Singh!
…not a fake Simon Singh either but the REAL Simon Singh! We spoke to him this week on Righteous Indignation and it was very cool and he is such a nice person!
Me on the other hand, well… I’m not so nice. I seem to have annoyed the founder of Fright nights and he has referred to me as being derogatory when I asked if what Fright nights do is just thrill seeking paranormal tourism disguised as research.
Hmm… To hear what was said, and the thoughts that Trystan and I had on this make sure you listen to the podcast. We also discuss how we are child molesters (we aren’t… by the way.)
http://www.ripodcast.co.uk - enjoy my friend.
Ciao for now Xx
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So, so, so!
It’s been bloody mad around here lately! The fourth episode of Righteous indignation is loud and live >here< and this time we speak to Chris Williams from SUFOR and one of the main organisers of the Weird ‘09 conference.
Go have a listen, and also whilst you are on the site make sure you have a read of ‘The psychics are listening!’ – an article I wrote for the site about the crappest psychic reading I have ever had the displeasure of sitting through. Ugh.
Also, those of you who are more paranormally inclined – keep an eye out in the latest issue of paranormal magazine for an article called ‘Weird Wiltshire’ – it’s written by some fantastically talented people 
Also, this week – on Friday I am off to Trowbridge College for an interview for a media studies course. It’s full time which means it is going to impact hugely on my work life as it currently stands, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make – wish me luck!
That’s all for now. Oh, I forgot to add – I shall be updating the blog with updates about the whole monster situation in the cupboard at the end of my bedroom. Currently it is quiet and last night my mum went in there and took the stuff out of the tumble dryer and didn’t report any odd occurences and so I do believe that it’s after me.*
Ciao for now!
*I am compltely making this crap up because I am a very bored individual. It is also calld fiction.
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First things first. I wrote a poem about dust:
As I lay on my back and stare,
at dancing dust motes in the air.…Between the ceiling and my face,
they dance and twirl within that space.
Secondly, and most importantly. Today is Sunday and I am trapped in my bedroom for you see, beyond the door to the cupboards that lie at the back of my room (right next to the door in and out of my room) there is a monster waiting to get out.
I can hear it scratching at the door as I type this and… it very nearly got me! I have known of its existence for a while now. The odd creaking noise as it moves around. Socks and shoes disappearing and a few nights ago when I went to retrieve a spare duvet from th cupboard something was pulling it back into the cupboard. Yes, it did turn out to be caught on the corner of a shelf but I’m convinced that something put it there like that and that I was indeed playing tug of war with some unearthly creature that has found its way into the cupboard…
It all began when mum asked me to put some clothes in the tumble dryer earlier today. The dryer is kept in my cupboard (there’s more space in there see) and so I went in, put the stuff in the dryer and opened the sky light window slightly to allow the air from the dryer exhaust to escape.
It was as I was doing this that the monster darted across the room towards me with a viscious and sudden “Swoop” noise that sent me running out of the room. As it made it’s move the coats on the rack came tumbling down – obviously the creature was using them for cover or something. I banged the cuboard doors shut behind me and sat, breathless on the floor outside of the cupboard, waiting for it to emerge but it didn’t – in fact, it turned the dryer on as I could hear the sudden chug, chug, chug of the dryer turning around and around.
I peeked through the gap in the cupboard doors and could make out something shuffling around in there – white in colour and the size, well, I don’t know but at that moment a wave of adrenelin surged through my cowardly body and I darted forwards, scooping up a rubber door wedge and wedging it under the cupboard doors ensuring the beast inside would not be able to escape.
I retreated to the safety of my bed where I sat, watching the doors and waiting for my plan to fail but it didn’t and so I resumed with my emails. Only… a few moment later came the scratching noises of the thing trying to get through the door but I didn’t succumb to this trickery and instead ignored the noises.
A stupid monster, defeated by a door wedge. Ha.
The noises have stopped now and yet I haven’t dared to venture into the cupboard. The unknown creature may still be lurking amoungst our winter coats, waiting to pounce when my curiousity gets the better of me.
I fear, I shall have to eventually wander in there to close the window and take the clothes out of the dryer, god forbid they should crease. I would rather face the creature that lives in the cupboard rather than my angry mother after vengence because I allowed the clothes to crease. It is a tough decision, and should you, dear blog reader, never hear from me again – please don’t come looking for my body, I fear the cupboard may be too dangerous.
Signing out for now. Your friend, Hayley…
