Damini
Part of the furniture
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- Dec 22, 2003
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You guys get a thread as a side effect of my chronic boredom. I am currently house sitting. It's all a bit random. A woman came into work, and we got chatting; she asked if I was losing my job, I said aye and asked if she knew of any jobs going, she said nay but then suddenly asked if I wanted to house sit for her.
Now, I took that as meaning it would be a paid job.
I turned up and found she had left me some apples.
So, here I am, house sitting a nine? bedroom country mansion type thing, and I AM SO BORED. I can't even run around the place naked and howling, as I get lost, and I haven't worked out how the heating works, and I'm worried that the door to the incredibly creepy basement I was *expressly told not to enter* will creak open, and a nest of rapist monsters will escape. I've had to download an app to play white noise at night, so I can't hear the ghosts coming out of the paintings to eat my soul. And the garden... I can't look outside the windows once it gets dark because I am convinced all the neighbours will be burning a wicker man, or having sex with a goat in order to cleave this world in two and allow Beezlebub to break free from hell.
Over active imagination + isolation + no phone reception + NO SKY TV = crazy Damini. Please, kind sirs and madams, may I have some distractions?
If you post anything scary in an attempt to be funny I will track you down and rip out your still beating heart.
love and kisses,
Damini x
Now, I took that as meaning it would be a paid job.
I turned up and found she had left me some apples.
So, here I am, house sitting a nine? bedroom country mansion type thing, and I AM SO BORED. I can't even run around the place naked and howling, as I get lost, and I haven't worked out how the heating works, and I'm worried that the door to the incredibly creepy basement I was *expressly told not to enter* will creak open, and a nest of rapist monsters will escape. I've had to download an app to play white noise at night, so I can't hear the ghosts coming out of the paintings to eat my soul. And the garden... I can't look outside the windows once it gets dark because I am convinced all the neighbours will be burning a wicker man, or having sex with a goat in order to cleave this world in two and allow Beezlebub to break free from hell.
Over active imagination + isolation + no phone reception + NO SKY TV = crazy Damini. Please, kind sirs and madams, may I have some distractions?
If you post anything scary in an attempt to be funny I will track you down and rip out your still beating heart.
love and kisses,
Damini x