Hot Haunting.

Sweet Sassy Molasses, it is so incredibly HOT in Wisconsin right now.

Now, normally I wouldn't complain. I LOVE hot weather. But it's to the point where it has a strange side effect of restlessness. I just keep walking around aimlessly, from my room upstairs, to the living room downstairs, and back again . . . I find it to be quite unfortunate that air conditioning gives my mom a "headache".

I cannot tell you how uncomfortable I am. I am moving down to the basement to sleep. It's always at least 30 degrees colder down there than it is upstairs...

Anyway. I think my room is haunted. You see, ever since I saw The Ring, I have slept with the television on in my room (And yes, I realize that's like, 8 years). If the TV is already on, then there's no chance of it mysteriously switching on in the middle of the night, like in the movie.

So, moving on: I wake up sweating in the middle of the night, and glance at my TV. Static. Creepy. I try to change to a different channel. Still static. Yet another. More static. So I just turned it off. I think even though I hate the TV to be off, it's better than static...
Then, my computer starts saying "logged out of thehippiebird", like it does sometimes when I've signed off of my screen name. But I was already signed out, and it just kept repeating it in this creepy low computer voice at random intervals. I had to turn my computer off.
The next day, I was home alone. I got out of the shower, and kept hearing noises as if someone kept entering and leaving my room. This went on for a good 10 minutes, also at random intervals. I double checked to make sure I was indeed home alone...yep. I was the only one there.

So, obviously, I didn't flat out see a ghost or an alien or what have you. But there's something very strange going on in my room...
What is it that makes these sorts of things happen? Is my room really haunted? Or, is it a coincidental series of events that make it look like my room is haunted? Why was my television suddenly not working? Why was my computer flipping out, and did it have to talk while it was doing so? What was it that was producing those strange noises in my room? It's so strange how when things happen in a certain order and in a certain way, the brain interprets them accordingly.

I just hope the basement isn't haunted . . . I'm exhausted.