Window Paine (2)
My window is cracked. That is unfortunate. I will have to have the glass replaced. I’m not sure what happened. A week ago or so I heard a noise outside, like a loud twang or something. When I looked outside I didn’t see anything. But today I saw the crack, in about the position I think I heard that noise from. I probably just overlooked the crack at first. I wonder if someone threw something at the window. Annoying.
I hope the glass will be replcaed quicker than it did a couple of years ago, or whenever it was, when some kids threw a ball through another one of my windows. Good thing they’re double-glassed and only the outer glass broke.
In other news, here is a funny video of Hans: youtube.com/watch?v=PqD71qyHAIU. He decided to pick a fight with one of my shoes. It was quite a dramatic battle. I think it ended in a tie.
I should be getting my complete Lost collection in the mail tomorrow. It will be quite awesome to watch all six seasons in one go. That’ll keep me occupied for a while. I only wish I could have done that while I still had good eyesight. To notice all the little details. But oh well. It will still be great. I am still a huge fan. Many people were disappointed with how it ended. It wasn’t perfect, but to me it’s still the best TV show in history. So there. Put that in your crack pipe and smoke monster it.
September 16th, 2010 at 4:39
My parents have a window that cracks every so often. Something about the gas between the double-paned windows and the temperature changes that makes it happen.
Unless there was a giant bat trying to get inside your apartment. Not that I think that’s what it was or anything….just saying….maybe.
Oh, we heard an owl the other night. My husband woke me up to hear it. I usually like to get up and hoot back to the owl out the window, but I was so tired, I just went back to sleep.
Sometimes when you hoot to them, they will hoot back. It’s pretty cool to hear them. You just don’t want to hear them call your name! Although I did hear one call my name one time and nothing bad happened to me.
My husband doesn’t believe me when I said I was sleeping one night and I heard someone call my name: Debster, Debster…..I was asleep, but woke up and it was the owl. Only it was hooting then. I am easily amused by about anything.
I liked Hedwig in the Harry Potter books and the little bitty owl of one of his friends. The little owl had trouble carrying the messages by owl post.
I thought it was funny when the little owl had successfully delivered a message and it was so proud of itself and it was cheerfully hooting its’ happiness.
I think it’s time for bed. I’m getting owl-fully silly right now!
September 17th, 2010 at 21:43
Debster – See, now you have me scared that there’s a crazy vampire bat trying to get into my appartment. And me who doesn’t like garlic…
Owls are pretty nifty. Not too long ago I watched The Labyrinth. With David Bowie playing an owl. More or less. And there are the owls who are not what they seem in Twin Peaks. And in Futurama owls have taken over the rats’ role as pests. This is all terribly relevant, I assure you.
What a hoot.
September 17th, 2010 at 21:44
You are the Owl Whisperer, I knew it!
September 17th, 2010 at 23:43
“hoo, hoo”, she whispered!