jenny. ghost hunter.

i totally need to be a ghost hunter. that would so complete my life. seriously, though, for the past few nights i've been hearing some bizarre noises out in the hall. at about 3 or 4 in the morning. i know it's probably the heater kicking on. but after reading my horror novel before bed, there's only one thing i can think of. and really, i want it to be a ghost, because if it was a psycho murderer with a machete, that would really suck.

i've been teaching my son how to do pilates. not that he needs it or anything, i mean, he's only 4. but it's nice to know that there's someone in this world that sucks at pilates more than myself. aw...yeah, that's mean. it's funny, though. he gets into this one pilates pose and just wobbles backwards every time. like a weeble. everyone thinks it's so cute. i feel silly because i do the same thing when i'm in the same pose. somehow it doesn't seem quite as cute...heh.

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