July 29, 2010

Just waiting for the sun to come up

I just heard something/someone knock on my window.

My window faces the garden.

I’m home alone and despite having practised the “Naomi Campbell Cell Phone Attack/Self-defense” I still don’t think I’d win a battle against robbers. Or a person who’s a mix of Freddie, Jason, Jigsaw, Creepy Girl from [insert Asian horror movie], and the clown from It.

So I’m just going to wait for the sun to come up.

Because psychopaths and the completely messed up part of my brain dissappear in the morning.