So last Saturday it was time to go onto another ghost hunt, this time in Liberty, Texas to view cemetaries and a haunted hotel. So I'm supposed to meet Closet Freak and Sahara at 9 in the morning. So I get up - drive the long 20 miles to Closet Freak's house and arrive at 8:45 (incidentally that's before I even get to work on the weekday). And she's only dressed in her robe, so I wait for her. Once she's dressed I get the honor of being the first to look at her new panty drawer in her closet (pictures coming very soon). I think this is the first time I've ever seen panties neatly rolled up and sorted by color in a drawer. She has definitely earned the name Closet Freak. But the closet is very neat and tidy - unlike my closet.