That wasn't like in the movies...
Apparently it was possible for me to have a weirder night than the time that I was stopped on a street corner and sang to.
I was watching a movie in my room last night before bed. It was about 0215h and I had about twenty minutes left. For those of you who aren't familiar with my room, I live on the first floor of a house and have a giant window right next to my desk. Anyways, I was happily curled up in my chair watching Wedding Crashers when I thought I heard a noise outside. I didn't think much of it because there are other people who live in my house who go around the back of the house to get to the basement. But then I heard one of the giant icicles outside my window go crashing down. You'd think I'd be concerned at this point, but instead, idiot me looks over at the window and moves the blinds out of the way. Sure enough, there's someone out there--thankfully a familiar face. It was a friend of mine, whom I invited in and we hung out for a while.
Didn't really hit me for a few minutes though that what if it hadn't been someone I knew? What the crap would I have done as I opened the blinds to find a creepy stranger staring back at me? But anyways, no harm done, all is well. The crash still scared the crap out of me though.
Sadly, it wasn't the cute and romantic tapping of stones on my window to get my attention like in the movies. Not that there should have been anything romantic about this encounter to begin with. Even when I call the movie version cute and romantic, it still is all a bit creepy anyway.
I was watching a movie in my room last night before bed. It was about 0215h and I had about twenty minutes left. For those of you who aren't familiar with my room, I live on the first floor of a house and have a giant window right next to my desk. Anyways, I was happily curled up in my chair watching Wedding Crashers when I thought I heard a noise outside. I didn't think much of it because there are other people who live in my house who go around the back of the house to get to the basement. But then I heard one of the giant icicles outside my window go crashing down. You'd think I'd be concerned at this point, but instead, idiot me looks over at the window and moves the blinds out of the way. Sure enough, there's someone out there--thankfully a familiar face. It was a friend of mine, whom I invited in and we hung out for a while.
Didn't really hit me for a few minutes though that what if it hadn't been someone I knew? What the crap would I have done as I opened the blinds to find a creepy stranger staring back at me? But anyways, no harm done, all is well. The crash still scared the crap out of me though.
Sadly, it wasn't the cute and romantic tapping of stones on my window to get my attention like in the movies. Not that there should have been anything romantic about this encounter to begin with. Even when I call the movie version cute and romantic, it still is all a bit creepy anyway.
posted by Meg @ 11:53 p.m.
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