Aug 16, 2009 01:37
Do you know what is scarier than waking up to a smoke alarm at 2am? Waking up to a Carbon Monoxide alarm. I know what to do in a fire, but when that thing went off I just kind of stood there. Like a raccoon trapped in a cab's lights. I got all worked up and worried, then being the over-emotional women I have been lately, I started a bit of the good old panic attacks that I haven't had in quite sometime. I went outside and tried not to cry or throw up my lungs or claw my own flesh off. None of that happened thankfully.
I called my land lord instead. He told me it's not working and he'll get a new one in the morning, but now I'm left with that tight feeling of worry in my spine.
So if he's wrong, well, then I love you all. And my parents can divide my things. And I expect some sort of candlelight vigil to honour me. And some sort of sad slash about me and several of my top ten wrestlers as a memorial tribute (I'm looking at you Dee!). And as a thank you I will go and make love to each one of you in a dream, which will be glorious and magical.
Let's just see what tomorrow brings.
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