May 11, 2014
Helium balloons freak me out at night. I mean they fly up in your face all day, constantly moving. The sun finally goes down. All the windows are black and two vividly white lights shoot down from the side of the living room. You tie the balloon to something and look at it suspended motionless in the air. Then, your heater turns on and blows the balloon back and forth. Slowly. You look away. Suddenly, the heater stops and you look up once more. It doesn't seem like it moved at all. Then, you also come to realization that every time you look up the balloon gets darker and darker until it's pitch black... BEEP Yay! My laundry's done :D