Scene: twenty-something woman sitting in her bedroom folding laundry in an empty house when suddenly music starts blaring over the baby monitor. This isn't the first time a toy has gone off without warning but usually I was walking through the house and the vibrations could explain it. This day I hadn't moved in a… Continue reading That Toy is Possessed by the Devil
There's poop on my floor. Again. This is the third day I've followed a trail of poop to the bathroom with some paper towels and carpet cleaner. The first day I didn't notice the poop and stepped in it, of course it was as I was running late to work leaving me no time to… Continue reading Are you shitting me?