January 14 , 2006
Snooping in the night
People snoop and I don't like it. So maybe it shouldn't be qualified as snooping, but oh well. Last night I opened my windows (because I always sleep with my windows open) and I have the bruise to prove it because I had gracefully tripped over my clothes basket on my way back into bed. But this morning when I woke up, both of my windows were shut and locked, and my TV had been turned off. When I asked all in the house about it, everyone denied being in my room.
It just makes me think
scullerymaid at 7:56 a.m.