I've been spending more and more time at friends homes. This weekend I just kept away from my place. Gizzy came along with me. I'm kind of nervous leaving him alone when I'm at work.

Last night I came home late and went straight to bed. Kept hearing footstep going up and down the stairs.

Tonight all is quiet. Nothing out of the ordinary. Even my keyboard seems to be back to normal.

I started blogging as a means to vent my fears. I mean, most people would think I'm crazy if I mentioned some of the weird stuff going on around me. I try not to bring it up at work or with friends so I decided maybe if I start keeping some sort of log then I'd feel some sort of relief. I never actually expected anybody to actually read it and especially to try to help me through it.

Thanks everybody.

Something fell in the other room. BRB

It's ok. It must have been Gizmo. He was in the corner looking guilty, but I couldn't find anything knocked over but maybe he just bumped into something.

Goodnight

WALKED IN AFTER WORK AND THE KITCHEN CUPBOARD DOORS WERE OPEN>>GIZMO REFUSES TO GO INTO THE KITCHEN>
I CAME UPSTAIRS TO USE MY COMPUTER AND MY CAPLOCKS IS STUCK> I CAN"T GET IT TO UNLOCK> I ALMOST FEEL AS IF I"M IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE> HEHE
I TRY TO STAY AWAY AS LONG AS I CAN BUT EVENTUALLY I DO HAVE TO COME HOME>
IT"S LATE AND I"M GOING TO BED NOW>
GOODNIGHT

I've been living here since February and things just keep happening. I'm wondering if I should have never moved here.

Right now, I'm sitting at my computer and it's late. This is the part of the house where I feel the most uncomfortable. Last night I was sitting right here when I heard a loud noise. It sort of resonated from downstairs, kind of like some deep vibrating whirring sound that slowly faded into silence. I couldn't figure out just what it was or exactly where it had come from. All I knew is that it was from downstairs and it was loud. I have never heard anything quite like it.

It seems to be getting colder in here.

I just heard something in the hallway. I thought it was my dog but when I got up, I found Gizzy asleep on the other side of the bed. There was nothing in the hallway. Maybe I just need to get used to living in this old house.

I'm going to bed now. I just want to crawl under the warm blankets and fall asleep.

Goodnight.