Jon:  Well...I've got a few minor details to talk about.  First of all...evidentally our spirit likes to play with us.  There is this black phone that is in my grandmothers room that never gets used...and occasionally it will go missing.  Well...yesterday morning, it was gone.  My grandmother came and asked everyone did we use it...and we all said "no, of course not."  We all have cordless phones in our rooms, so we have no need for her phone.  The first time it went missing...it ended up under our desk.  It was dead when we found it, so we put it on the charger.  We all gathered in the living room and we (Me, Victoria, Melissa, Steve, Will, Joe, Cheryl, Jasmine, Ninny and Steve's 2 boys) decided to go eat somewere.  We finally settled on Chili's..but when we got there, they were already packed, and decided to come back to the house and just cookout on the grill.  We had only been gone maybe 20 minutes..and when we came back, i decided to make some phone calls that way people wouldn't call me during our daily "get-together."  I went to go use my g-ma's phone...and it was missing.  Her phone is cordless too, but it isn't that nice so like i said before, we weren't using it.  I looked up and down for that phone, determined to find out where it was...and then my dad yelled "son, supper's ready!!" So, of course i went to go eat.  When I sat down...I sat on the phone and yelled out "What The Heck!?"...I tried to see if it would work, and it was dead, and i thought it was noticably lighter.  I opened the back...and the batteries were missing.  I looked dumbly at the phone...and was like...maybe we should just throw this phone out.  Nevertheless...later on that night, it had it's batteries back in it...and was under my pillow.  Other stuff happens with this phone too...like, the batteries will be missing, but it will still ring when we have a call. I don't know if it's just a malfunction in the phone...but it's kind of ironic to note that it's in the same vancinity as my great grandmothers rocking chair (which i'll note on later.) I'll try some other things w/ the phone...like moving it and see if it goes missing.  Alright...for the second thing...I had have this edgy feeling like I've been watched all day...and I just had this gut feeling I was going to see something I didn't want to see.  I was talking to Erica about this...and she said she felt something at her house too (which is rather ironic)...but other than that, we both said we needed to get baths and ready for bed.  Well....I was upstairs in the bathroom, getting ready to take my shower (turing the radio on, laying out towles and stuff i use after i get out) and I hadn't turn the water on yet...and i looked up from what I was doing and looked in the mirror...and saw this dark shadow thing in my shower.  The doors (to the shower) were closed, and the light we have in the bathroom is powerful, so it wouldn't creat any shadows...and the closer i looked at it, the more it looked like a person.  I was getting more and more uncomfortable...and I quickly put a robe on and asked my mom to come look at it...and when she walked in...of course it wasn't there.  Well...I just shook it off as being nervous (because I had some big tests the next day) and took my shower.  I tried to get the radio to play, so i just ripped the plug out of the wall because it didn't want to work.  During the whole shower...I think I heard what sounded like a radio on a very low volume...people talking...static sounds...It may just be me, but I think it was weird.  Anywhew, that's all for today unless something else happens.  ---JoN

Jon:  First of all...you should know that my house has been moderatly quiet lately (paranormal wise) and nothing out of the ordinary has happened.  Well...I think today, we've started everything back up again.  I was sittin upstairs trying to catch the last of TRL...when my grandmother called me downstairs because she was "scared."  I, not wanting an argument today, just calmly did what she asked.  I sat down with her and asked what had happened...and she said she heard my grandfather (who ironically passed away March 14th, 2002) call her name 2 or 3 times.  Knowing that she is slowly loosing her mind...I questioned it.  She went to the back bedroom to gather herself up and read a little from the bible so calm her spirit...and that's when I got my share.  I was sittin there, watching MTV...and I swear (which isn't a word i use strongly) i heard my grandfather call my name.  At that time...I started to recite the Lord's Prayer.  I said it about 4 times..and as soon I stoped, this Glass Tablet thing that has a poem on it just fell of the top of the bookself.  It hit the carpet and didn't shatter...but...we don't have the AC on (or heat..)...it was behind the ledge, so something HAD to knock is over.  Another scientific explanation?  No, I think not.  Anyway...that's all for today, unless something else happens.  Catch Ya'll Laters...---JoN