Ok, before I'm off to bed (hopefully these won't be my last words...) I have to type what I just experienced:
Ok, so I was on the internet and [somehow] found my way to awful celebrity plastic surgery comparisons. Needless to say one that came up was Michael Jackson. Well, it took me to another website about strange anomalies, where it showed a picture of Ed Gein's kitchen. Upon further googling I realized Ed Gein was the guy that Norman Bates from 'Psycho' and Leatherface from 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre' was based on--loosely.
Well, deciding it was time for bed I went out for one last smoke. As I was sitting on the step I started thinking about what I would do if I noticed strange smells from one of my neighbors' houses. (I watched "The 'burbs" last week, too) Well, I just started thinking how I would ask a policeman--hopefully in an unmarked car--to come over, and I would just tell him to step out back and sniff around. As I was creating the scenario in my head....I heard a siren. It sounded like a cop turned on his siren for a second then back off trying to pull someone over. Kind of a "woohw woohw wooph." Well, then it kept up....that same pattern. Like a piercing and mechanical wipporwhil. It couldn't have been a police car. I guess it was more like....an alarm. Like, a home security system or something. Like....someone tried to break into a house.
Well, I kinda FREAKED THE FUCK OUT.
Now, about 5 minutes later it's stopped...so hopefully someone just bumped a car alarm or something, but I'm a little on edge.
Monday, October 2, 2006
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3 comments:
call ms peaches, she'll fry dat chicken
i know the feeling. one night a few weeks ago i kept hearing weird sounds from across the street. i kept asking kevin to go see what it was. he just brushed it off as the cats or some tray dogs. i kept thinking it sounded like ppl trying to talk in low voices and clammering around. well i was to chicken to go see for myself so i just went to sleep. well i ran into stan, the chief of police the next morning. he asked if i had heard any comotion last night. i said not really why? he told me a buncha kids tried to break in the house across the street! i told kevin next time i hear something he better damn well go see what it is!!
now, any noise freaks me out. sometimes i find myself lying in bed, straining my ears to hear things. ugh, im getting freaked out just thinking about it.
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