Geoffrey's Haircut

Burrito Mohawk

Well I have been out of town and out of reach of blogging and I am so bummed to see no one has been posting. I understand though life is more fun than the internet. It's to be back home after a week of vacation to find my room mates being  just as rad as they were when I left.

We totally have cable now and a house phone. Do people still have those these days? Emily, Bill and I went on a shopping spree. It started with just burritos then we moved on to shampoo and then BAM we have a shelf. Oh and check out the new hair doo Emily and I gave Geoffrey!

It goes all the way down his back. 

Hopefully something will be popping off with the store front soon. We just need motivation magic.

It's always fun to get away from camp

Even for an hour.

Alaina's right, I won't be around for another 5 weeks because I'm busy doing this in North Jers:

But I'd like to have a beeday partay Sat, Aug 1st if that's okay with the general house population - and if the general friend population would like to attend such a gathering.

Time Machine

Well all the room mates are off doing God knows what. Romping around and having fun. On a saturday? I came home from work with nothing to do and my phone is still broke. Bill was home chilling in the living room (like he described in his first post). I invited him on a trip to I goldberg to score some G.I joe army goods. Well one thing led to another and we ended up taking a trip to Brave World?Comics! STOKED! Today was great. I bought the first series of Danger Girl and Bill bought 4 comics. Ashley Emily and Kate are in N.J having a fabulous girls night out, I wish I could be there but I am digging the comics.

Summertime Clothes

After exploiting Baby Ghost's existence on an Internet blog, I woke up with a mysterious bruise on my foot. Moral of the story is ghost can read blogs and lurk the internet. Anyways I would like to do an introductory post too after seeing Bills but I am lazy at this moment in time. I would like to see some though from other room mates and maybe by then I will have the motivation. I will instead tell you that there is a game of asshole going on downstairs. I do not know where bill is. Our pug loving roomie Liz is back in town. I hope she blogs about life at camp. I always imagine it's like Wet Hot American Summer but I don't know. We are just going to have to wait for her to make an appearance!  OH and maybe they should talk about how awesome Chicken ate the Dog is. 

The Curse

There were rumors of the ghostly kind floating around when we first moved here. I laughed at them and thought about how exciting it would be if that were a real possibility. Hah, a ghost? Well maybe I was wrong in my disbelief, after all it is Philadelphia. I am sure this city has a lot of ghost. Including our 2 ghost cats. 

It all started yesterday when I developed symptoms of what I though was the common cold. As soon as I came home to the house it hit me hard and before I could think about what to with my day I was passed out drooling in my bed. I woke up later feeling a break from the blinding headache I dozed off with. After a fun hour or so of wii action with Kate and Brendon I fell ill again and called it a night. I wish I did not wake up but I did. I went downstairs and used the closet bathroom with the broken light. It is not that scary when your half asleep. Though that may have been the window that let in the curse. It was 3 am after all ( the "devil's hour"). I wish I had slept like a baby and woke up feeling great but no. After the first waking I fell back asleep. The second time I woke up burning up and all my muscles in pain and the most horrible headache I have ever experienced in my entire life. I did not want to open my eyes. After multiple wake ups to the same thing I came to the conclusion that I may have been possessed by the notorious Ghost Baby. He was reaching up from his hellish  ghost baby crib. That is the only way to explain the hot burning of my body. I finally fell into a sleep that was not deep but good enough. I woke up the next day, dragged myself to a dental appointment, and returned to the house. To my surprise our guard dog, Geoffrey, had puked all over his little room. The Ghost Baby curse strikes again. As I write this our poor Geoffrey has lost all his spunk that he is know and loved for. All that can save him now is some good rest, or an exorcism.

The Tale

Once upon a time there were seven kids living in a giant house in the middle of the Italian Market. Their parents were nowhere to be found and the kids made a home for themselves in the old haunted mansion. The seven kids came from all over the entire world. Three were from Pennsyltranslvania, one came all the way from Mary Land and three were from the New World of Jersey. They also had two sneaky ghost cats and a huge scary guard dog named Geoff.

This is their blog. Their story is one that is exciting and unpredictable. Anything can happen in the old haunted mansion and it will all be documented right here. Stay tuned.