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I had a dream where my friend and I were giving each other back massages. It felt as though I was really there.



Then, out of the blue, all I can remember was the subject completely changing on me.



I cna't remember much, but, I was talking to some random guy I don't even know across the street from my house.



Then, when i was done with chatting, I went back inside, and looked around.



I didn't realize it, but the guy I was talking to was a distraction. He was distracting me so that his partner could rob my house.



My house was trashed. Stuff was everywhere. I was crying the whole time I was looking around.



I felt soo betrayed.



All I can remeber beyond that was when I was looking around, I noticed that they stole my tv and they replaced it with a 12 inch tv set.

What confused me and I didn't understand it was that they didn't steal my computer.



Strange.



What hurt the most in this dream, was that I had nobody to comfort me in my dream. I wanted to run to somebody, someone, for comfort, but to no avail. It hurt.

I was crying for someone to come, but they never came. It seemed and felt as if they were being held back from coming to me.



I am glad that one is over.



I hope I don't have this one again.

My friend Dustin Pari from the Ghost Hunters tv show wrote this goodbye letter to all his friends on Myspace. I kept this on my journal because the words he wrote were really nice.









Dustin Pari's,bye,bye,blog,Body: I know I know...shut up and leave already...lol



I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for everything, you are all wonderful. And I would just like to clarify that I am leaving mainly due to the fact that this here brother is working three jobs and really would like to spend his free time with his family rather than dealing with hacked profiles every few days....it has nothing to do with the paranormal haters out there. If that was the case i would have left the first week I was on here...lol. Rest easy knowing that ole D.Pari knows how to handel haters...even when he has to play nice since he is on a ratings driven show...lol NEVER GIVE UP- NEVER SURRENDER





(STOP READING HERE- FOR FULL EFFECT OF THIS EMAIL- DOWNLOAD A COPY OF "HALLELUJAH" BY JOHN CALE IF YOU CAN. (Legally of course...I cannot condone otherwise... ;) BUT SERIOUSLY...I AM WRITING THIS WHILE THE SONG IS PLAYING AND IT IS PERFECT- IT IS A GREAT GOODBYE SONG FOR ME AND ONE OF THE ONES I WANT PLAYED WHEN I AM CALLED HOME TO MY LORD AND SAVIOR....MUSIC REALLY COMPLETES LIFE AND WE ALL DESERVE A SOUNDTRACK) And now....back to our reglarly scheduled program.







I really, was honestly and truly moved by the 700 plus emails I recieved within 24 hours from you guys.



I can only compare it to the scene in "It's a Wonderful LIfe: where George Bailey realizes that he has made a difference.



You alll don't know this, but a long time before Ghostunters, I was talking to my friend about a desire to become someone influential, -not necessarily a reality tv personality, (as this was before reality tv was around in the U.S)- but just someone who had the power to change things for the better in people's lives. And even until yesterday, I did not think that I had or would have ever achieved that goal.



But after the outpowering of emotional e-mails that I recieved, I realized that I have achieved that goal. It was amazing. Most of them were from people that I had just been kind to at some point when they were down and out, or someone who wanted advice on things from relationships to school projects; people dealing with the passing of family members and friends, divorces, miscarriages and lost love. The fact that so many of you thought to write to me and thank me for writing to you and listening to you...it really choked me up. I had no idea, I really had no idea.



I humbly thank you all from the bottom of my heart for helping me to see how much difference one person really can make...how the thread that one life weaves effects the fabric of humantiy in some way. I can only imagine the possiblity of a better world if everyone continued to love and learn from each other as the people reading this have already done. YOU GUYS ARE THE FRIGGIN BEST!



I thank you for all your support in my writings, and as a "limited edition" investigator on Ghost Hunters. (I like Limited Edition better, as I used to call myself a "B Team" investigator since I didnt have the time to travel with the boys regularly...lol)



A very special thank you to those who realize, that...though it is true...my hair is beautiful...lol...it is clearly just something that the guys and I joke about on the show...so thank you to those who were able to see past that and see the loving and humble little white boy behind the hairspary.



I thank you for inviting me into your homes on Wednesday nights on SciFi, for coming to meet me at the one or two signing events that I have done, for the random "Happy Friday" and every other day comment that I was ever sent, for all of the well wishes when my beautiful wife Diane and I were married, and also when we announced the birth of our own little angel- Delainey, I thank you.



I tried to write back to as many of you as I could...but I keep gettng asked to type in the code words and half the time they come back wrong, so I dont know who got replies and who didn't. But just know that I personally have read every email that anyone has ever sent and they were all very touching.



(Even the one guy who still felt the need to misinterpret my leaving myspace as a sign of being "weak"...just helps me prove that it is true what they say about life...you can't have the sweet without the sour...so thank you Sir...you made everyone else's comments that much sweeter. And I pray that God has mercy on your soul, as you are one confused little monkey.)



Always out on the positive, thats how we roll, and with that being said I just want you all to know that I sit here truly moved and at a loss for words.



I offer to you my AIM that I use for TAPS stuff, I am not on often, but you are all welcome to have it as you have left me speechless with your outpouring of pure kindenss.



As I like to say:



"May the body and blood of Christ bring us all to everlasting life"

-or-

"May the God of your Choosing Bless you many times over"



This shall in fact be the last post and correspondance of one D.Pari-In parting I say Peace and Love to you all, and a very heartfelt thankyou



D.Pari



TAPSDUSTIN (really tough one huh?)

MySpace says F.U.!



***WARNING***This bulletin is very straight and to the point. Some may think it might be offensive and some may think it is very true. Read it, I laughed and thought that it was mostly true!





Fuck You number ONE



OK PEOPLE STOP POSTING GOODNIGHTS ON MYSPACE. ITS NOT LIKE MYSPACE IS UR FUCKING HUSBAND OR WIFE TO SAY GOOD NIGHT DUMBASS.







Fuck You number TWO





There is NO SUCH THING as a MySpace Tracker.

It does NOT exist. So quit posting stupid bulletins like

"OH-MY-GOD this WORKS!!!"

No, it doesnt.





Fuck You number THREE





To the people who have like 25,000 friends;

Are you fucking serious?

You're stupid.

Go play in traffic.





Fuck you number FOUR



Don't ever post pictures and say:

"OMG, I'm so ugly"

because if you were, you wouldn't post them.

If you do you're a fucking moron.





Fuck you number FIVE



NOBODY cares about threats over the internet,

so don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard.

Fighting online is like racing in the Special Olympics;

Even if you win, you're still retarded.





Fuck you number SIX



Quit crying because you're not on someones 'Top 8'.

Who cares?!?

ITS MYSPACE!!!

If you really cared that much, you would

pick up the damn phone!





Fuck you number SEVEN



Who really cares if I don't accept you as a friend?

MOVE ON!!!

Don't send me another request or message asking

"What's up with you not adding me?"

I don't want you as a friend, that's what's up,

Asshole....





Fuck you number EIGHT



6th graders who have MySpace and look like sluts,

and act like whores;

Go somewhere else because nobody wants you here.

And Parents -

Quit blaming MySpace for your kid being a hooker,

she was a whore before MySpace,

and she'd be a whore without it!

What does that say about your parenting skills?

Think about it!





Fuck you number NINE



If you have decided to read this, you are a true MySpace Friend.

Real friends read their bulletins,

except for the ones about those fucking ringtones....





Fuck you number TEN



I say you go and pass this on and maybe it will finally get through people's brains





Fuck you number ELEVEN



top posting bulletins about how you're going to die in 8 days if you 'read this bulletin". Nobody cares about how you have a lonely EMO lifestyle. when you type these...You have about as much style and grace as a sky diving Paraplegic.





Fuck you number TWELVE.



Myspace was created to keep up with friends.

Quit trying to check up on your ex!!

Come on, now, people, its called stalking...you might as well be sitting in front of their house with binoculars.