I am in Cozy's room...we just finished a ouija (an ouija?) session that was the most amazing conversation I've ever had with the afterlife. (Well. Considering this is basically my third conversation with the afterlife or whatever one calls it, I'm not running on much, but it was awesome.)
He was a 91 year old when he died, in 1971, in New Mexico. We chatted for a while, asking test questions (he got my highschool nickname & Cozy's middle initial), just asking random questions--he was married, with two children, & he was a dentist. We asked if he had a message for us, but he said no, he just wanted to chat. He was really specific, & very fast between letters--no lagging or being confused, very very clear & quick.
Cozy asked if he knew where she was going to study abroad: M-I-L-A-N, he spelled out.
Then we asked about theater (seriously, dorkiest ouija question I ever heard)--whether there was going to be Shakespeare while Cozy & I were here.
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It was hilarious & amazing...sort of like being teased by your grandpa, who just wants to hang out with you for a while. He said he wasn't from around here, but I kinda hope he comes back or that we can contact him again.
Katie & Colleen are coming now...hopefully there will be other amazing conversations. Haha! So much fun! I have never quite done this before...

ETA, the next morning: We had more conversations. It's actually really exhausting, talking to whatever it is that's going on, thinking of questions. I left the room during one conversation to talk to Joel for a long while, sitting in the Bellarmine lounge by the windows. When I got back the girls & Andy were deep in intent conversation with someone they called "AB" who I gathered had died of AIDS, fairly recently (1997). They were asking about crushes & drama drama & various other similar things & as far as we could tell--since we kept asking--AB was having as much fun chatting about all these things as we were. It was really truly bizarre. What was even weirder was when Cozy's roommate got home & we had to move, & we told AB, We're going to the basement, same building, is that okay? Can you find us? YES, says the board. & when we get to the basement & sit down & ask, Are you there, AB? it shoots right to YES. ...so this guy really liked to talk...altogether I think he was talking to us for a couple hours.
People asked many many questions...mostly about relationships & their future, which I mostly exempted myself from since I discovered that I really don't want to know; & even if I did get an answer, I wouldn't know whether to believe it or not. Weird...

...is way fun. Yes. It is.

We ran around and played tag (vampire tag, I Am Legend!) and ate good food and played music and had a fire in a grate and had circle in a little grove...whoa.
Note to self: Handling fire does not mean letting it spill all over the place.
Circle was...er, interesting...lots of fun, kind of scary. I think it's funny they took Chris' feather, and incidentally, they tickle really badly. I thought I was desentizied to tickling, but apparently not in that case. Hmmm....
We went up on the tor (sundial hill, at Gasworks) afterwards and raised the wind a bit and looked at the city, which is terribly pretty at night. It was cold and very clear and very lovely. I shall have to go back. The wind made the candles go out so we ended up not bothering (note to self: pyromancy needs work) with the candles and just danced around instead. Hee...

Now I am avoiding doing my thesis, although I could be packing for the trip--I know it will be lots of fun but I am wanting a few more days to sleep in my own bed before I have to camp...ah well. I'll survive, I suppose. :) And digging for fossils will be fun.

Okay...I really am going to work on productive stuff now. Really am.