Saturday, September 24, 2005
The Never Ending Car Alarm
I was having such a good night last night. My mother brought me shrimp for dinner (which I love). Then my dream-boo (ha...if you are reading this you should feel OH SO special that I gave you an intentional shout-out like that) called and talked to me for a minute. Now, I did have 2 run-ins with crickets...but I'm strong and I survived. Further, Crooklyn came on and I LOVE that movie. So I'm thinking "this is a pretty chill night." I start watching Futurama and doze off on the couch. Mind you, my mother has opened all the windows in the house because she wanted fresh air. So I'm sleep. I was having a nightmare (which is rare) about crickets and dustbusters (no I'm not detailing the nonsense) and then all of a sudden I hear this EXTREMELY loud alarm in the dream. It woke me up. I realized the alarm was very real. I immediately got up to look out the window to make sure it wasn't my mothers car (which she, by the way, just got out the shop Friday). It wasn't. Now, my mother's alarm stops after a few minutes so I assumed this alarm would do the same. I was very wrong. So I wake up again at about 330 because of the alarm. I cover my ears and go back to sleep just to wake up AGAIN at like 445 just in time to catch another riveting epidsode of Roseanne. Mind you, there is no way to escape the alarm. The places I could have escaped to are all on the front of the house, so I would've heard the alarm. My mother snores so I couldn't go lay on her floor and I flat out was NOT going to sleep on the kitchen floor after I had, just hours earlier, murdered a cricket in there. So what was I to do? The damn alarm was driving me crazy and I was sleepy and beginning to get impatient. I closed the windows. It worked. GREAT. But then I wake up again at 530 because now its hot as VC in August in my house. Dammit. Can I catch a break?! I fall asleep finally. I wake up at 845 to get ready for my cousins football game and rant on my blog. As I type at 9:19 the alarm is STILL going off. My mother said the battery is gonna die if someone doesn't stop that alarm. Well, I hope the joint dies real soon cause I want that damn alarm to shut up!
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Friggin' annoying... I've been there. If I had been less sober at the time, the car may have been missing it's tail lights before the evening was over.
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