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| INFP - "Questor". High capacity for caring. Calm and pleasant face to the world. High sense of honor derived from internal values. 4.4% of total population. |
Heh.
Oct. 17th, 2003
Heh.
Oh JESUS. *collapses in a boneless heap on the floor* I just got the shit scared out of me.
I'm sitting in my room reading one of my old WIPs. All of the lights are off, so its pitch black except for the light from the screen. It's hot in here, so I've got the windows open and my fan going, and suddenly I was jarred out of my story by this tap on my left shoulder--where no one should be, because the door's on my right and the window's about four inches away from my shoulder on my left. I jumped about a mile out of my chair. (And I watched Signs earlier today, so I'm already edgy :p) Ishrieked, looked over my shoulder, and it's just the damn blinds blowing from the breeze through the windows. But YEESH. Scared the bloody CRAP out of me.
I'm sitting in my room reading one of my old WIPs. All of the lights are off, so its pitch black except for the light from the screen. It's hot in here, so I've got the windows open and my fan going, and suddenly I was jarred out of my story by this tap on my left shoulder--where no one should be, because the door's on my right and the window's about four inches away from my shoulder on my left. I jumped about a mile out of my chair. (And I watched Signs earlier today, so I'm already edgy :p) Ishrieked, looked over my shoulder, and it's just the damn blinds blowing from the breeze through the windows. But YEESH. Scared the bloody CRAP out of me.
