"How bizarre...

...It's making me crazy...every time I look around."

I like to think of myself as a logical person. I tend to think issues out before freaking out about them. Especially when it is something that I know to be illogical; even then I am one of the first to point out that I am being illogical.

And here I am, Ms. Illogical.

I know that to most people the incidents of the past couple day would be nothing--simple things that have a logical explanation that I am just not picking up on. Yet, that is the thing: I can't figure out why.

Last night at work I was doing rounds to ensure no one was left in the building. This is routine--I do it every night that I close. I walk up and down the aisles at the library looking down each row to make sure I notice everyone. While doing this last night, I heard a male's voice seemingly from behind me. I turned and found no one there. I kept walking forward, thinking I would catch a glimpse of whoever it was. After re-looking through the floor and not finding anyone, I went back downstairs. It kinda freaked me out, but I chalked it up to janitors that weren't supposed to be there for another 2 hours.

Then, I had judging practice tonight. I was in my bathroom before leaving to throw on some make-up quick, and from what I can remember, everything was normal. But when I came back 4 hours later and went into my bathroom I saw that the shower curtain was pulled back (which we never do) and the toilet lid was up (also something that we never do). No one else (other than Theresa) was at my apartment tonight and Theresa didn't go into the bathroom and move things.

So who did? I have spent the past hour and 45 minutes on the phone with various friends who have convinced me that it is probably nothing. The comedy (Fever Pitch) and alcohol (Woodchucks) have also helped a little.

Still, I don't want to go to bed...maybe I'll lock my bedroom door.