did you hear that?

ok, so this will only mean something to those who were lucky enough to see "the grudge" (the first one, not the second, the second one was stooooopid, but according to the clerk at movie gallery, so was the first. anyway...)

we have a window air conditioner in our bedroom. it's not bad, unless a) you run it on low instead of high because it rattles and makes all kinds of loud interesting noises or b) you are one inch or more away from the bedroom because then the house is a friggin' sauna. i digress. last night at about 3-ish a.m. i woke from a dead sleep to hear a strange noise coming from my window a.c. unit. usually i sleep through the noises because, as i said, many a noise it makes. but this noise was new and distinct and i instantly recognized it as the same noise the scary, black-haired, dead and strangled girl makes in the "the grudge". now if you have seen the movie, you are currently peeing your pants with fear and excitement. please excuse yourself and move on to the next paragraph.

upon hearing the noise, i got out of bed and ran to the a.c. unit to stop the scary dead girl from crawling out of the vents, as any rational person would do. no care for the comfort of my loved one's sleep, only for his safety and mine, i turned the various knobs on the a.c. and tried to make the noise stop. eventually, it did seem to quiet and i dozed to sleep with my pillow over my head, afraid to shower in the morning for a fear that a pair of hands would would wiggle forth from the back of my head... (again, had to see the movie).

i called my brother this morning to share my horrifying story with him, i knew he would totally appreciate it. he has a wife and a toddler and he said my story is nothing. he said, "try being alone in a house where most of the inanimate objects talk or giggle when they feel like it". last night, he was home alone watching t.v. in the basement den. when he came upstairs to turn in, it was completely dark, all the lights off. he walked by the fridge and a small child's voice giggled "hi there!". he said he expected a small rubber ball to come rolling slowly down the hallway toward him. turns out it was one of his my nephew's toys that hangs magnetically on the fridge. i'm sure it's very cute by day, but don't these toy companies think of the poor, overworked adults who watch movies like "the changeling" and then have to live their lives like they will never have to deal with the living dead? i mean really...

p.s. i have this far avoided taking a shower this morning as my a.c. unit seems to be looking at me funny.