Last night I had trouble sleeping because I kept hearing someone whooping and shrieking. I was puzzled by the source; we're on the 17th floor. Then I realized someone must be on their terrace. I peeked out the bathroom window and saw someone sitting on her terrace, apparently by herself (though maybe I just couldn't see the other person). I flashed back to my college roommate throwing the window open and yelling, "SHUT UP!" and tried to come up with the least inflammatory phrasing possible (New Yorkers are a scrappy bunch). I said, "Quiet down please, thanks." After that, I didn't hear anything. The whole thing reminded me of Rear Window.
Three things
I've been tagged by Irene ! 3 things that scare me: Upside down roller coasters Super-dominant women Blogger beta (do we have to change? Am I a Luddite?) 3 people who make me laugh: D My nephew Carolyn (these are not the only ones, of course) 3 things I love: Books Food Being with friends/family 3 things I hate: Driving, especially in unfamiliar areas Confrontation Danger 3 things I don't understand: Calculus Trigonometry The rules for Yankee swap at my family Christmas party 3 things on my desk: I don't have a desk, so I'll talk about my pocketbook instead. Keys (with a "Hug a Dog" keychain from my sister) Burt's Bees chapstick (though not the honey kind; I have been warned ) My wallet 3 things I'm doing right now: See, is this a trick question? I'm doing the meme, of course. And drinking water. And typing. 3 things I want to do before I die: Have a baby! Yes, the bug has bit. Publish a novel. Travel, I guess. I wouldn't mind going to London a...
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