funny, i don't feel dead

i ran out of productive things to do at work today, so i decided to google myself. my married name didn't come up with a whole lot, but using my maiden name i found out that i died on january 21st of this year. i'm cool with that, but i wish i were a little less visible as a ghost. and why do i have to keep coming to work?

speaking of ghosts, halloween is almost here. i love how as kids it's a holiday all about candy and superhero garb and as adults it's all about alcohol and girls in slutty costumes. i'm trying to come up with something clever to be this year, but i'll probably just go to the party in my pajamas again saying that "i'm a 6th grader at a sleepover." really not lazy at all. i want to utilize some of that fancy makeup like scars or bullet holes, but i can't think of any great costume idea that's both clever and gruesome.

also speaking of ghosts, the debate over whether or not ghosts exist has come up a couple of times for me this week. my theory on it is that all beings (dead or alive) occupy the same space, but reside in different dimensions, and sometimes those diminsions are blurred. that's about all i got. it really doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but i do believe in "ghosts." or at least i want to believe in ghosts. especially since i am one.