so two nights ago, i was rudely awakened from my slumber by karl hitting me on the back. "wha...?" i thought, astutely taking in the situation. what are you DOING? karl wakes up. he was dreaming. about fighting with his brother.

then last night, as i was getting water before bed, i hear karl's disembodied voice singing "i wanna be loved by you, just you, and nobody else but you." it's coming from the floor. there's a black box there. "karl! what are you singing into?" he claims to not know what i'm talking about. "i found the speaker thingy. stop it! it's creepy!" and it was. creepy. i went into the bathroom to confront him, but he still pretended not to know what i was talking about. i go back into the kitchen, and hear his voice again. "stop it! STOP IT!" i'm freaking out by this time. at first, i was startled--i knew he wasn't next to me, but it sounded like he was. then i was pissed that he wouldn't stop, and wouldn't acknowledge doing it. the repetition of the same song snipet made me feel like i was in a horror movie. i was getting upset, and karl wasn't taking me seriously. so i crawled into bed and wouldn't talk to him. he still didn't know how upset i was, and re-recorded the box to say "love you!" now i was just angry. STOP IT ALREADY! i was crying into my pillow, terribly upset, but also wondering what about this stupid little motion-sensitive (i had now figured out) speaker was so creepy. i mean, on the surface, not creepy at all. one's live-in boyfriend singing that they love you is not high on the list of things that are found creepy and upsetting by most of the populace, i would imagine. i don't know. i think it was the combination: startle --> non-acknowledgement --> horror film feeling --> more non-acknowledgement. finally, he got how upset i was and apologized. poor thing. i really freaked out on him. and to be fair, there's really no way he could have predicted my reaction.

oh, i also blame having just gotten my period.