My father has already gone to bed, and I'm on the computer chatting with Tree. All is quiet. Then all of the sudden, -BANG- -KABLAM- -CRASH- and the sound of curses being mumbled.
I come out of the room and am greeted by the site of Dad standing on the couch, peering into the air conditioner, then hitting it every so often. I just stand there and watch for a bit, before inquiring "What the crap are you doing??"
He stares at me for a moment, before glaring at the air conditioner again. He finally replies, "It's... making a.... rattling noise. I can't sleep, I can't stand it." Now, I'm incredulous because I can't even hear it, how is he hearing this?? Especially being such a heavy sleeper! I swear he can sleep with the TV on, or with me blasting music in the other room; why is this bothering him? He even runs outside and starts punching the thing from out there (it's a large window unit).
I finally just shake my head and go to tell Tree about it. She busts up laughing and tells me to go take pictures, so, after taking weeks to develope the film and overcome procrastination in order to scan them, here are the results. Mind you, it's 2AM, his eyes are bloodshot, hair is a mess, and he's... not happy.
posted by: Tree (reply)
post date: 05.16.05 (6:01 am)
*howwwllling!!!* omg that FACE. It's exactly like I pictured it!!!!!