Saturday, October 24, 2009

In the dark of the night.

I hate nightmares.
I don't have them very often, but when I do, they are vivid and frightening. I had one the other night.
I dreamed that our next door neighbor was kinda creepy and kept asking me all these questions about my and my sisters routines. Eventually I slammed the door in his face. He must not have liked that because I came home from shopping the next day to find my sisters had been killed. It was awful. There was blood spattered everywhere, and the killer had drawn a smiley face in blood on our wall. I knew it was the next door neighbor, deep deep down inside. The FBI came and cleaned everything up, and they also told me that the serial killer was now after me. We knew this because at the funeral, someone handed me an envelope filled with money, and on each one of the bills, a letter was circled, and it spelled out "I'm going to get you!"
I don't know where there is a exclamation point on any money, but it was there in the dream.
Anyway, I had to change my name and move, but every time I did, he would find me again and try and kill me.
I woke up at 2 shaking and couldn't get back to sleep. I kept trying to convince myself that there was nothing wrong, but that I had better stay in bed, just in case. Then I had to go to the bathroom. So, picking up my Snow White piggy bank figuring I could princess him to death if anyone tried anything, and with my back against the wall, I made for the bathroom.
After taking a few breaths and telling myself nothing was wrong, I walked around the apartment, checking for bad guys. Satisfied that no one was there, I went back to bed and hid my head under the covers. Then I peeked out again, just in case.
Please share nightmares so that I won't feel so silly about being scared out of my mind. It seems dumb now, but at the time it was freaky.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

I am the phantom of the e-mail.

I'm so wicked.
A while ago, I played a trick on my little sister.
Sometimes, she checks her e-mail on my computer and the password pops up whenever you type in her user name. One day, just as a joke, I logged in and changed her background. I didn't read any e-mails or anything. A couple of weeks later, out of curiosity, I log in again to find she had changed it back. I changed it again. This went on for a month or so before I decided to take it to the next level.
I logged in and wrote an e-mail to that same account saying,
"This is the ghost of your e-mail. You shall do what I say."
And I sent it.
She put it in Spam.
Giggling, I took it out of spam and wrote another one saying,
"I am not spam! I am the ghost of your e-mail and you can not escape me! Bwahahahahahaha!
ps, Bwahahahahahaha!!!"
I figured that after that she'd dismiss it as a joke, I didn't think hackers had a sense of humor.
She put me in Spam again.
This time I wrote,
"If you put me in Spam one more time, I shall put a curse on you family! Answer me!"
By this time, I was throughly enjoying myself.
As it so happened, I visited my sister that next weekend. I had brought my computer, and was trying to log in to her account again when I discovered she had changed the password. Bummed, I went to my other little sister to ask what it was, and when she didn't know, I thought I'd go directly to the source. When I gently broached the subject of e-mail passwords, little sister the first looked at me with big eyes and whispered,
"I think someone is trying to steal my identity! They keep logging in and sending me e-mails!"
Trying desperately to keep a straight face, I asked,
"So, what's you're new password?"
"Oh, it's--" and then she saw my face.
The gag was up.
I think she threatened to not talk to me for a week, but she eventually forgave me. The moral of this story is, if there is a mysterious person e-mailing you from your own account, it's probably me. Don't change your password.