Other than the obvious keys on my keyboard, I can hear the bathroom fan across the hall, the clock ticking, the computer processor humming, and the chair squeaking whenever I move wrong.
I can hear my PC fan. Need to blow dust out of that before I go to work.
Can hear my mother and her friend talking about whatever it is they are talking about.
I can hear the tap tap taping of my keyboard.
The AC is running nice and quiet.
Think I heard a car in the distance.
I hear Yahtzee's voice ringing in my subconscious and very faint windchimes outside with light klinking coming from the dryer downstairs.
...oof, there goes a fart.
I can hear my computer's cooling fans, the clack of my keyboard, the wind rustling through the tree outside my window, and some MSN notification noises since the dude I'm chatting to just got back from being afk.
I can hear the rain pouring down outside, my cat's breath, and a low humming from my computer. Soon I shall hear the glorious strains of popcorn in the microwave.
I can hear my f*cking neighbor absentmindedly bouncing a basketball around outside. Constantly. Not using it, but *thump*.....*thump*........*thump*........*thump**thump**thump*........*thump**thump*......*th-th-tump*... .*thump*.....*thump*.. ......*thump*........*thump**thump**thump*....... .*thump**thump*...
it's seriously grating. And happens every. Single. Time. He goes out for a smoke. I'm getting more and more tempted to show him a novel new use for that basketball that involves his colon.
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