My Window
I don't have blinds on my living room window yet.
So I'm all moved in to my new apartment, but there's one thing that bothers me (Waseem knows what I'm talking about here). It's the art gallery that's directly across the street from my building. There's a mannequin in the window, and at night, they turn off all the lights except for a dim light that shines behind the mannequin. So right now while I'm typing this, it's facing my back. No, it's STARING at my back...and I keep turning around to look at it. I guess to make sure it's still there. I've seen enough horror movies to know that if I don't turn to make sure it's still there, I'll hear a knock on my door. Then I'll answer it and the evil mannequin will be standing there, and then it will steal my soul and take over my body. Then you'll see ME standing in the gallery window. Except I'll be a mannequin now. And the mannequin will be walking around as a person...
Okay, that's enough of that. I'm creeping myself out now.
I gotta tack a blanket or sheet up on that window until the blinds come in.
See? See what I mean?!
I took it inside my window because there's no way I'm going outside to take ITS photo.
I didn't realize my window was that cruddy either. Ewww!
