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Terry took forty leven pictures and they were allll blurry, this was the best of the lot. This cat is creepy because she can't see anymore (we surmise, by highly scientific methods like waving something in front of her face) but she still manages to make her way about the house. She spends most of her time in Terry's room, staring at the walls and apparently waiting for the sweet release of death. Or maybe she's communicating telepathically with the creepy dolls in the corner. Let's face it, Terry's room is a creepfest.

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These dolls are in a corner in Terry's room, shoved in a corner next to a dresser. I'm not even sure why I put them there in the first place, let alone when a dressed up rabbit crashed the party. Both dolls are very old, because they were mine when I was little. The ceramic one was made by my Nanny (my grandmother, I didn't have an actual like, Richie Rich nanny when I was young, although my parents probably could have used a break), and I have to admit that though I love it, it's kinda always creeped me out a little bit, thanks to all those "dolls suddenly coming alive and trying to kill you" things that were on tv in the 70's. I think the cloth one was made by my Nanny's sister, who we called Nannie Sue, and the doll really isn't all that creepy, she even has itty shoes made out of hmm, some sort of stuff that isn't really leather but isn't fabric either, maybe Nannie Sue butchered a naugahyde couch or something. And the rabbit, I just. don't. know. I think maybe Annie put it there last time she cleaned her room, and we're all just too lazy to put it back, or maybe, maybe it came alive one night and decided to hop in there all by itself. Now that would be creepy. Also, Terry did the whole sepia tint to add to the creep factor, because frankly, people, we aren't nearly as creepy as we thought we were, we are running out of stuff.

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You know what's creepy? The fact that we took two or more pictures of creepy things like, two hours ago, and they have totally disappeared from the itty card in the camera. Vanished. Vamoosed. No piccy for you guys. Even Terry with his infinite geekdom doesn't know what happened, because they totally showed up on the camera, then nada. Oh well, at least I have two more ideas. Oops, Terry just tried to take another pic and it was all like "change the batteries." This is knowledge that would have been useful to me TWO PICS AGO!!!

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Now I don't think this little guy is creepy, but Al says differently. I think he may look a bit judgey, what with the crossed arms and all, and maybe he looks a bit eerie when he has a candle in his backside and he's emitting a froggy glow when the lights are out and we're all watching a movie. But I had no better offering for today. And the fact that I totally got to use Patti's employee discount to purchase him definitely wasn't creepy.

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This is how I felt after work today, hence the late post. OMG cheese for 99 cents, locusts, they are going into overdrive. Also, I've had this here skull since I was like, 12? It starred in a haunted house my parents oversaw back in the way too many years ago. Along with the local preacher type, who played Frankenstein and complained that his "nuts" kept falling off. I think my Dad played a Jekyll/Hyde type, and he had a rubber sword. Well, the sword was kinda old, so there might have been a bit of actual metal sticking out, which one of the more rowdy kids found out, and started yelling "He got a knife! He got a knife!" Oh, and the skull glows in the dark too, bonus.

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This is a little game that Al started playing this week and now she has Terry sucked into it. It's called Pandemic 2, and basically you try to invent a disease that will kill the enture population of the world. Me, I'll just be mixing up potions and looking for Hogwart's crests in my Harry Potter game on the Playstation.

If you want to play this creepy little game, it can be found at addictinggames.com. But why do you want to go and end the world?

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The death mask that hangs above my bed, designed by Bob from My Chemical Romance. Not sure what's creepier--that I have a death mask hanging above my bed, or that a forty something suburban mom shelled out the bucks to get The Black Parade is Dead just so she could have a nifty death mask and a wee little coffin to look at while listening to emo teenie music.