yesterday, a pen slid and flew off the table by itself. i saw it, i swear. i acknowledge the presence of the supernatural being who displayed that very amazing feat of being able to cross into my dimension and making the Panda pen fly to my feet, but please, if you're reading what i am typing right now, let it be known to you that i would very much appreciate it if you don't do that. it's hard enough for indolent brain cells. and thank you for caring to show me where the pen was. i would also request that you don't take my appreciation as sign that you should start learning how to fling a table at me. although i know that as a ghost, it is already very amazing that you are able to move a pen. you see, dear reader, it's a difficult trick for ghosts.
at least i'm not alone anymore. my homegirls are here.
and ghost, thank you for sharing your talent. next contestant, please.
