EverybodyIsACritic

I've had several good experiences, too! I've never seen anything, per se, but I had a series of lucid "visitation" dreams from a friend that died under "mysterious" circumstances in which all my questions were answered, which was later verified by his mom. And, my uncle "did" things to show so many of us that he was still around, all things that were personal and specific to each person.

All I had to read was "crazy drag queen eyebrows" to know which episode that was! That was the house full of yard-sale angels and cherubs, and the "husband" freaked when the new beard went into ex-Ms. Thang's room. I loved it!

I appreciate it. I'm not sure I would have believe it if I hadn't lived through it. As awful as it was, it has opened my mind up to the experiences other people have had, and made sense of some other things that have happened to me. Sometimes, shit just cannot be explained.

So the sage got rid of it for a while?

About 20 years ago, I lived in a house that had some really bad vibes to it. I had a small upstairs "suite", and my best friend, the homeowner, lived downstairs. Several other friends and I had helped my bf renovate and clean the place out after he bought it, and I moved in a couple months later. It only lasted for 4 months. Thank God I worked nights, because I HATED nights there. It started gradually, feeling like I was being watched, and like someone was standing just out of sight. It was like there was pressure building in the air. The kitchen and laundry rooms were downstairs, and if I was alone and at night, fuck it. I'd rather sit in dirty clothes eating an air sandwich upstairs. Sometimes, I'd wake up during the day, sure someone was standing there, poking me or saying something. A few times, I woke up because the cat was hissing and growling. I knew no one had come upstairs, because there was a keyed lock on the door to the stairwell. For some reason, I never got around to giving my friend a key, and he never asked. My bf's personality started changing-mean, jealous, and angry. He had also purchased 5 or 6 of these huge (5 feet by about 6 feet) paintings that depicted some sort of voodoo-ish ritual by a fire. He put them in tiny room downstairs, so it felt like you were actually in the scene. Strangely enough, I didn't feel like the paintings started anything, though. One night, I was home alone and off work. I was curled up in bed reading, with all the lights on upstairs. Something caught my attention at the foot of the bed. My cat was creeping backwards toward me. As I was sitting up, thinking, "What the....?" I was overtaken by the most intense feelings of dread and fear I have ever experienced. I was so frightened I literally couldn't move. The phone was two feet away, but I couldn't move. The cat had finished scooching up next to me, and she kind of glanced at me, like, "Ok, we are screwed". Her fur all along her back was standing on end, and the back of my neck and head were prickling like my hair was on end, too. I sat like that for over an hour, with tears running down my face. I couldn't see anything, but holy shit, I could feel it. Finally, it was like the whatever it was was just gone. I moved out very soon after, my friendship over. He said there was nothing wrong with the house, and that I was an unsupportive bitch. He only lasted another year, tops, before basically abandoning the house, unable to sell it for another 10 years. i found out later that my friend had seen "something", but didn't want me to know, because he knew I would probably freak out. He told another friend that before I moved in, he had seen an elderly woman, in 40's clothes, bathed in gold light, smiling at him, in his bedroom doorway. Yet another friend later confessed he'd felt something wasn't right with the house, but had seen an elderly woman LOOKING OUT MY BEDROOM WINDOW, SMILING AT HIM. He felt like she was protecting me, but wasn't strong enough for whatever was taking over downstairs. Now, every once in a while, I'll look down at the foot of my bed, and my two "new" cats look up and out at the dark hallway at the same time.

Yaaaassss!! Good call! "You girls vahnt some....PYTHON WRAPS?!" *THUNK* *hiss* Shrieks ensue, the clatter of high-dollar heels running away....

I thought I noticed something, and was immediately distracted by something shiny. I do believe he is either wearing earplugs (because he ignores so many great opportunities) or maybe an earbud from production? I cannot be on the pink, sparkly fence with LVP because she has given me so much-time in her closet, ponies on private jets, swans, Giggy the sex monster, and, *sob* Vanderpump Rules.

If Yo were to actually do this, I would fully endorse her presence next season! Can y'all imagine the looks on everyone else's faces when Yo starts slingin' snakes and chanting? "Mmmuunchies, whowhat..." And saying people live in der vans makes me think of Chris Farley, living in a VAN, down by the RIVER!

."Shrieking like a parrot on Adderall" is so perfect! I can see a parrot wearing a pair of those Halloween wax lips flying all over the set, shrieking and flinging shit everywhere.

I am so excited to find this show/topic! I just found the show last night and watched the Amy Winehouse, Jim Morrison, and Jimi Hendrix episodes, plus the last 15 minutes of the Michael Hutchence episode (the saddest one to me, personally). i thought they were all very interesting and informative, lots of great little factoids and interviews. Did anyone else think the actors were much less attractive than the original people? The Jim Morrison actor had a gigantic melon!

Lou's Bridezilla attitude is such a huge turnoff. He is sitting at the table in the hotel FOLDING NAPKINS while having his tantrum. I'm having a hard time feeling any empathy for this crowd.

I loved it when, during the palette in the butt discussion, Andy said "I don't have *anything* in my butt!"

Naked on Sunset? Shahs and Afraid?

I am mildly (to moderately) obsessed with the DCC show too! Kelli must be having a complete hemorrhage over this one for sure.Tiffani and Aaron work as celebrity impostors-Chrissy Teigen (at 50) and Keith Urban-ish. LeeAnn said she's been working on charities for SIX WHOLE YEARS. SHE IS AN EXPERT AT THESE CHARITABLE THINGS! She's also been with her SWAT boyfriend for 6 years? Maybe he met her at a hostage negotiation. Spoiler alert-he lost.

Reality sluts unite!

Good point! I mean what's a few knuckles between friends like Jim, Jack, and George?

I have RA as well, and all I get is anti-inflammatory meds and a needle once a week! But to be fair to GG, I'm not even close to having any kind of surgeries on my joints. I've had to give up my high heels and rings, and all but a few cocktails here and there. Totally agree with hating it, but it is what it is.

I just watched the "First Look" for the new episode, and I can't wait for Sunday! MJ's new man is...uhhh.... not what I expected. He popped a woody in his basketball shorts when he saw her step out of her Uber on their first date. At least 3 things are wrong with that situation. Her clothes racks and acres of shoes mesmerize me. Reza and Adam are just right together. The discussion about their sex life, complete with Reza acting out Adam's part was hilarious. I'm glad to see they are reinvesting in each other. Mike and shiksa Barbie have me confused. I thought they split? Asa annoys the shit out of me. Persian Pop Princess, my flat Irish ass. I must confess a soft spot for GG. She seems almost feral at times, not unlike one of my cats. He's gorgeous, but he'll cut a bitch, just like GG.

I'm thinking "Hadid" must mean "Kardashian" in Arabic...

ElDos, if you and I are the only ones that show up to Critical Mass' party, I'll drink the Boone's Farm while you handle the puddlewater chicken salad, lol

ESPECIALLY if he has a black eye or a crazy ex chasing him. I suspect he thinks it makes him edgy in his penny loafers or wing tips, or however he rolls.

That's Kim Richards making her famous chicken shit into chicken salad!

Holy shit, I just scorched my eyeballs reading that buuuuuurn! Love it!

I'm guessing the sea lion has a great agent-she had more lines than Erika's glam team.

I was thinking Tammy Faye Bakker too! I didn't think anyone would know her, so I shrieked out loud (sorry, other people in Starbucks...) when I read your comment.