The roses are out to get me!

Din ciclul "Lemmingul are presentimente paranormale" (quote Divertis: "Am presentimentul ca ma mir"), those darned roses that popped up in my room yesterday have a bad energy around them.

"Darned" - not because anyone darned them, as my elder female family members have fun competing about who will darn my socks (oh, teh joy!), but because... ummm... because! Last night I turned off the lights and got into bed to talk to tp. We had been talking since before me turning off said lights. So darkness descends (not in /that/ way) and I feel the negative energy around the room. Not going anywhere (gen, aimed at me, for example), but there and seething. I tried to block it out, and very pointedly fell asleep with my back to them. This morning, as with all mornings after a nightmare, my amulet was hanging the other way round (as in, it had twisted and was now hanging on my back, instead of down my chest).

Bah. Stoopid roses!