Haunted house

Sometimes it feels like someone else lives here - a third unknown entity creeping about inside the walls, coming out to raid our pantry & play w/our electronics when we're not home. The other night, Rob & I noticed a wooden duck we have hanging on the entry to the den has a broken beak & a broken wing. We can't remember if it's been like that for awhile & we've just never noticed it before, or if the damage is more recent. It's been puzzling - where are the missing pieces of said duck? Did Alex or Tania do it while one or the other were visiting? Knock it off the wall & been too embarrassed to tell us, "Hey, I broke your duck..."? It just seems like something I'd notice - I mean, I don't keep Superglue around to sniff, I keep it around to fix broken things. And if Rob had broken the duck he'd still be upset about it. And today Rob got a 'round tuit & changed the a/c filter... there was a loudspeaker in the intake vent. Which we don't remember seeing when we've changed the filter before. It was a little unnerving - we're like, uh, if we change the filter again & there's another loudspeaker in there, we're moving. I was actually ready to move out right then & there. We ran some errands & I was half expecting black helicopters to be circling the house when we got back - Rob did cut the "red & green tamper wires" in the speaker after all. And then there's that rancid hamburger smell that the intake vent generates in the entryway from the garage... Ghosts in the machine...
Bought a nice purple dildo the other day. It's quite enjoyable. Has a bendable "spine" inside it made of these interlocking plastic thingies, and I don't know about bending it into other positions making it more pleasurable, but the sensation created by the movement of that plastic spine inside the dildo is very stimulating, to say the least. It felt a lot better to the fingers texture-wise while it still had talcum-powder on it from being in the package... now it's just got that sticky silicone-gel dildo texture :(
According to Freud, my verbal abuse of others is caused because I received too much oral gratification as a child. And I wasn't even breast-fed, humph!