Once Upon a Never...

Ta-daaaaaaaaaa.

First Livejornal entry EVER.

So, this thing is basically going to be dedicated to my original fiction and fictional musings and the like, but tonight I'm a little freaked out and don't really feel like journaling things that haven't actually happened. Basically. There probably isn't anything wrong, but I have a pretty intensely active imagination, and hence tend to overreact to things. At least, in my head. 

So anyway. I work in the library at the university I'm currently enrolled in. Sweet job. Uh-huh. I basically sit at the front desk and do my homework, when I'm not answering stupid questions such as "how do you double-space in word?" and "why won't the copier turn on?" Tonight was basically the same old deal -- Myles and I hanging out at the front desk, I was pinging around setting this thing up, Myles I think was actually being productive and doing his homework. We close at eleven, so at about ten thirty we started wandering around, picking up books that had been left about, pushing in chairs, shutting off lights, basic closing-the-library stuff. Everything was basically shut down, all the lights off in the reference room and downstairs, and we were basically just hanging around waiting for the last person or so to vacate the computer lab (which is another rant entirely), and I think Myles decided to go check one of the bank of lights towards the back, or something of that sort. So he discovered that the door to the girl's bathroom was closed, which isn't like... traumatic or anything, but he knocked on it to check and see if there was anyone in there so that we didn't lock any poor person in the library with all of the lights off, or anything. So I guess no one answered, and he checked the door and it was locked. So, that bathroom's always been a little bit funky... the toilet tends to do weird things, every now and then, so that wouldn't necessarily have been weird, either. But then he noticed that there was water running.

He all came out and got me, and it was like yeah.... that's not just the toilet. It definitely sounded like the sink was on. So, locked bathroom door, the lights are off, and the sink is running. We couldn't find a key to unlock it, because apparently there isn't one.... so we called security, and basically ended up sitting there trying to figure out how to break into the bathroom, until they finally told us we could leave.

I don't know, maybe that doesn't sound freaky to anyone else. But these doors aren't the kind that like... randomly lock themselves. We tried, with the guy's bathroom. The lights were off, so whoever left (or I guess maybe didn't leave....) obviously left on purpose and shut the lights off. So what the hell was the water doing running? I mean, unless you're pretty high or something crazy like that, you don't just leave the sink on when you leave the bathroom. And turn off the lights, and lock the door. Unless you want to stay inside, and don't want anyone to come in. For some reason, or another.

It totally freaks me out. 

And now I'm not going to be able to sleep, because I really want to know what's going on. 

Anyway. That's about all I have to say, right now.  Fun night. 

Oh yeah. The paintbrush. So that's what we were trying to use to unlock the door, because nothing else was working, either. Those doors had some crazy-ass locks, let me tell you.