hmm...just heard a noise in my basement. sounded like something fell over...or was PUSHED. i, not being one of those stupid bimbos that will descend into the bowels of said dark and damp underground for such a reason as this, WILL consider such an adventure only if there's a good f**kin' reason. now unless ray or vin (or one or two other certain someones) happen to call my name from that same direction, the only OTHER reason i would have to delve into that subterranean pit of uncertainty....would be for laundry.
just what exactly could make such a noise? taking cat inventory, i see that everyone is present and accounted for. the chin is asleep, the hamster, too. the dragon is also settling down, and the dog is just too nervous to EVER creep downstairs. maybe it was the occasional bat that finds its way inside, sometimes making it upstairs, causing quite an uproar until it is caught and released outside. if this is the case, it certainly must be a BIG one, for the noise i heard was a LOUD one.
and so i must make my way downstairs, just to quell the uncertainty in my mind.

please keep in mind...if you should NEVER hear from me again, movies don't lie. someone really WAS down there, waiting for me...and it wasn't you-know-who. it was you-know-what.
posted by Wanting at 10:50 PM