Sunday, November 23, 2008
calm
As of late the alarm has been living in dread of me. The offending clock has been cursed, and beaten mercilessly every morning for the past few months. His backup the cellphone had been subjected to numerous tortures for positioning herself on the other side of the room, forcing me to get out of bed to end her infernal warbling. She thought she was pretty smart by hiding in yesterday's socks. I don't think she realized how much potential energy she stored as I swung her around above my head. She kept smugly chirping away right up until the moment she impacted on the far wall. The evil little laugh I let out on seeing this, convinced the lights that it was in their best interests not to turn on.
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