Anatomy of an Obsession

I'm coming to grips with a strange, possibly unhealthy obsession that I've been in the process of developing over the last year. I can't stop watching "real life" paranormal shows. Last night was a relatively rare night off. In the best case scenario that means that I'm indulging in 94% fat free microwave popcorn (thanks for ruining my life, weight watchers), and watching a)Anthony Bourdain do anything b)Masterpiece Theatre or c)Some real life ghost show that will prevent me from sleeping for a week.

In order of my personal preference they are
1. Paranormal State


2. Most Haunted (only really found On Demand - Travel Channel)


3. Ghost Hunters International


4. Ghost Hunters


I scour the cable listings to see if one of these beauties might be on. I check On Demand every other day to see if there are any new episodes of Most Haunted that I haven't seen yet. And when I find one, I sit, petrified, until it's over. Then I look for another one.

I once received an email from Ryan of "Paranormal State" fame, and I nearly shat. I felt like I had received correspondence from Justin Timberlake or Margaret Thatcher or something.

I don't know what it is about these shows that I find so fascinating and addictive. I just want to see a damn chair move by itself, or some team member freak the hell out, or perhaps medium Chip Coffey say something sassy and psychic. He is both sassy and psychic, by the way.

And then I go to bed. And if at 2am I have to pee...no way. I'm to scared to even move because I keep thinking about that 16th century chambermaid with blood on her apron screaming to be saved from the other side. I know she's probably not in my bath tub, but I'm not taking a chance.

Unhealthy, I told you, I know. But I love it. I want to hang out with the ghost hunters, even the douchey tech-guy ones.

So that's something about me you maybe didn't know. Also, I've been eating "Lays Light" chips every day with lunch. They're only 1pt on Weight Watchers, but I'm pretty sure olestra can kill you, right? So, if I don't get attacked by a wayward spirit, I'll surely be killed by the fake chips. I'm in great shape guys, nobody worry.

Boo!,
Erin