Creepy-Ass Night Monks
Read the title.
Don’t these look like giant monks?

Aren’t they CREEPY AS HELL?
Oh my god, if I didn’t know what they actually were (wrapped pillars for a building going up) I’d be 100% freaked out by them.
Well no sleep tonight, then
Oh my god.
Oh my god.
Pardon the short blogs this week; I’ve been super busy getting everything done. But by tomorrow I’ll have NOTHING!
Which will be weird.
Canadian radio: it’s not all Barenaked Ladies and The New Pornographers up here
I submit that you haven’t lived until you’ve heard a rap about Quebec.
Or a country jig about New Brunswick.
I’m not even kidding. I think Canada’s tourism department promotes solely through their music industry. I had the radio playing for about five hours this afternoon and I think I head a little ditty about almost every province. It’s funny until you realize it’s like rapping about Idaho or singing a blues song about Florida.
The rest of the songs were just freaking weird. There was this one whose chorus consisted solely of the phrase “watch out for the fuzz” repeated about twenty times (this, interestingly enough, wasn’t a rap but some sort of upbeat folksy tune). I’m not denying that there are some really weird songs from the States, but these are weird in an entirely different way.
And now I can’t stop singing “Noooooova Scotia!” to the Oklahoma! melody. This may need to be a song rewrite in the near future.
ALSO:
I’m not embedding ’cause the screencap will haunt you. This is perhaps one of the creepiest videos involving chocolate bunnies on YouTube. Don’t watch if:
a) you can’t avoid thinking that putting eyes on something automatically makes it a living thing
b) you’ve had a bad experience with an iron/heat lamp/hair dryer
c) there are chocolate bunnies in the room
You’ve been warned.
I fall into category A, which may be why it’s so disturbing to me, but I don’t know. I mean, I know it’s just chocolate, but it’s bunny-shaped and has eyes. Peep death doesn’t bother me, but the fact that the chocolate bunny eyes seem to be staring into my soul is somewhat unsettling. Some of the comment-leavers seem sufficiently freaked out as well.
Haha, I hope you don’t watch it right before going to bed like I did.
Today’s song: Round and Round by Ratt
Why am I a magnet for creepy old guys?
Seriously, does something about me say, “I’m 20 years younger than you…touch me inappropriately!”
Keep your nasty lips away from me. The last person they touched was very important to me.
Ew.
Woah, freaky
Woah, that was creepy as hell.
Rob and I went out to Idler’s Rest today (no perversion, sorry all) around 8 or so, and stayed there for about four hours. It was all good until all the cars left and it got really, really dark. I don’t know if you’ve ever been out to Idler’s Rest, but it’s this protected park about five miles out from the edge of town, and people basically go there, park their cars in this little gravel driveway thingy, and hike. Well, we stayed in the car, but man, let me tell you, when it got dark and the moon came out, it was FREAKING CREEPY.
Somebody was out there. It honestly felt like there was somebody outside the car. I haven’t been that freaked out in a long time, and the creeped-out feeling stayed even after I got back home. I’m going to check the news tomorrow to see if anything bad happened (or happens) tonight, because I swear to god someone was out there.
And this is coming from me, a person who doesn’t usually get creeped out in the dark. But wow, we were both kinda scared.
On the bright side, though, we had a nice long conversation regarding the free will vs. determinism debate. I know he’ll disagree, but I think I had a couple good points for my side. I only wish I’d tape-recorded our conversation, ‘cause it was awesome.
Yay.
