I just blew my f***ing mind.
August 9, 2008 on 3:34 am | In Uncategorized | By jason |So I’m sitting in my bed, it’s nearly 2am, I’m playing Super Monkey Ball on an iPod touch, and I’m talking to Q online. My room is dim, lit only by a sole lamp on my nightstand. Something catches my eye — it’s a FUCKING BAT flying around my room. A bat! A BAT.
I jump out of my headphones, toss the laptop, and bolt the hell out of my room. There’s a fucking BAT in my room. Catch my breath…WHAT IN THE HELL?? I guess at some point during this commotion I screamed something about a bat being in my room, cause I could hear my roommates talking about it, worrying about a possible bat in their room.
How did a bat get in my room? How long had it been there? And what it God’s sweet name was I going to do about it? Ughhhh, there was a BAT IN MY ROOM. Closed my door, obviously, so it couldn’t fly around the rest of the house. Thank God I have a back door in my room which leads to outside. So I went outside, around back, into the dark, down my damp dark steps, and kicked open my door.. It started flying around again which quite frankly scared the bejesus out of me. And then he stopped. I thought maybe it had flown out, but it looked more like it had flown into my closet. Eventually I re-enter with a broom, still quite convinced there is a FUCKING BAT IN MY ROOM, and I pin the back door open.
Sure enough, out pops he, and begins to swoop around my room, over and over, door still ajar. He flies close to the door, but doubles back. He does this many, many more times. Just keeps flying around, trying to land. Eventually he briefly lands on my ceiling, but again starts flying more. Meanwhile here am I, crouched on my floor, holding a broom, and dodging a FUCKING BAT. And the only thing I can think of is Batman (which interestingly enough I had just been reading about moments prior), and how Bruce Wayne calmed himself with the thought the bat is more afraid of him than he is of it. So I kind of relaxed and let the bat fly around me a little bit.
Finally it flew out of my open door and into the night…
Sorry for the cussing, but it was by far the most intense thing that’s happened to me since… EVER.
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awww, bats are cute!
Comment by Kim Horne — August 9, 2008 #
Haha, I have no idea what I would have done. Jason sent me a message and was like WHAT DO I DO?! And I was like…. Open the door?
I just really want to know how it got in there lol. Was it in your closet? Is there any holes in your closet? I really doesn’t make much sense. I don’t think I’ve actually ever seen a bat.
Comment by QBasicer — August 9, 2008 #
I think that once I saw a bat just outside of ARHS sleeping underneath the overhang that’s over the doors at the courtyard-facing doors. And it was there for the longest time too.
Other than that, I’ve never really seen a bat. Or an owl, even though I can hear their “HOO HOO” at night sometimes.
Comment by Mark Seymour — August 10, 2008 #
I can’t answer any of those questions either. I didn’t detect any holes leading outside (though with my cold room, it wouldn’t be a shock!). I’m just glad I got rid of it..
Comment by jason — August 10, 2008 #
Well I have to say, this entry was quite entertaining to read.
I think your brain just freaked out from all the beer you undoubtedly had hours before… :p
Comment by BioHazard — August 11, 2008 #
Newp, totally sober actually.
Comment by jason — August 11, 2008 #