For some reason, the past couple weeks at my home after the sun goes down, my once-cozy abode becomes a creepy, rattley, drafty, scare-the-shit-out-of-me apartment. Over the summer, I slept like a corpse. NOTHING could wake this. Even if I only got six hours of sleep, I was bright and refreshed in the morning.
It seems the cold weather made the ghosts in the attic start hanging out in my apartment on the second floor. Probably because I have heat now.
So last night about 8 PM, I started watching the first season, first episode of Dexter.
Halfway through the show, my heat starts to clink on... fine. But after a few minutes, the wood floorboard between my couch and the vent starts to creak every couple minutes -- like a creak when someone walks on it. This is just my mind getting a little riled up. It keeps happening. Then I start hearing it outside my apartment door, every few minutes. I know my friend/neighbor/co-worker Lisa is at her other PT job until late, so she's not home. Can't be her. What IS that.
I'm not really into paranormal crap. But when I'm by myself, sometimes my mind gets the best of me. I could probably handle that, but what's worse is someone broke into my friend Sara's apartment here in Fort last weekend. Nothing happened because her boyfriend woke up and scared the guy, so he fled.
Now, I've got to worry about real people, and fake people, err, ghosts?Called my mom, talked for a little while. Forgot about it. Got ready for bed.
STILL hearing this creaking. It's already 11 PM.
I called the one person I knew would be up: Matthias.
Being an excellent multi-tasker, he continued playing his Left 4 Dead demo (for the duration of our conversation) while I told him what was up.
"So, what you're saying is someone is trying to rob you?" MATTHIAS WTF WOULD YOU SAY THAT I'M CALLING BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT. "Now I've jinxed it. You'll get robbed."
So the first part of that conversation didn't go well. But after that, we started talking about Thanksgiving, 4chan ("It's the Mos Eisley of Internet content"), water and zee Germans.
I was getting tired around 11:30, so I said I'd try to sleep. But, he'd be up till 3 AM or later if I needed to call back. Awesome.
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Seriously, take a sleeping pill on nights like those. I did it and it helped because once the pill kicked in, I'd get so sleepy that I wouldn't care what I was hearing.
ALSO, buy some pepper spray at Fleet Farm. Billy bought me some for $5.00. Keep it next to your bed. It'll make you feel better.
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