Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Eleventh Blog (Eh?)

She wasn't from Canada. The accent was an inside joke we had with each other. I still couldn't remember anything else about her, not even her name. "What's wrong"? she asked. "You've been laying on the floor there for the past two minutes mumbling to yourself, here let me help you up" she said. I told her the last thing I remembered was the spider running across the floor and the gunshots outside. "What Gun shots"? She asked.

I said I had a headache and headed off to my bedroom. I lay there in bed but once again nothing would help me get to sleep. I decided to send my Dad an email and ask him what he had been up to, and if he perhaps was living in an underground hotel, you know, the usual stuff.

4:00 A.M. my phone starts vibrating so I check to see what's up. My father text messaged me that something incredible had happened and that he wanted me to meet him in Montreal Canada.  I heard a tapping on my window. I opened the window and stuck my neck out to look around and a frog jumps from the ground landing on my head. This feels kind of cool for a second, but quickly the realization that I have a slimy frog on my head at four in the morning sets in and I yell at the frog "get the fuck off of my head"! The frog jumps off of my head into my room, I run after trying to catch it. He manages to get passed me jumping down the hall where I stub my toe on the corner of the wall "Shit"! I say.  Limping into the kitchen I see him sitting on the counter. "You can't possibly be the same frog, can you "? I ask insanely to a frog. He jumps off of the counter and I go diving through the air to catch him but come up short again.

I figured he may have made his way into the garage, considering the door was open for some reason. The door was open to our car also, I noticed the GPS navigation system was plugged in and turned, "I don't usually leave that plugged in" I thought to myself. All of a sudden the voice on the GPS said, "Please drive to  the highlighted route". I decided to see where the destination point was on the map,  it was set for a Hotel in Montreal Canada.

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