Living Proof

Tyler and I get bored; a lot. I also like to procrastinate; a lot. So when I usually get into my do-anything-but-study-for-a-test mood, Tyler gets sucked into it as well and he is suddenly involved in some pitiful experiment.

One night this happened to be the kind of mood where all I wanted to do was redecorate. However, shifting the furniture around would have to suffice because of the lack of funds. I have actually been wanting to do just that for a while and what better time than when you have piles of homework?

So we began to move our furniture in a silent horror at what we would find under them. So far, Tyler found my stash of wrappers I was too lazy to throw away that were wedged between couch cushions. He wasn't too happy. Then we found some dead bugs and a few pens and pencils. Nothing too horrific.

Yet, however much we changed the angle of the couch or pushed the entertainment center just a bit farther, there was no ignoring the mammoth of a dresser ominously and quietly sitting in the corner of our living room. This dresser was a piece of furniture that was included with out apartment along with a lousy, faux 50's diner table with all the legs broken and a box of smashed plastic plates. These were left by the previous tenants and probably left by their previous tenants as well. There was no telling how old these artifacts were.

So we decided to take on the Herculean task and move that sucker into our dead end hallway. Let me just tell you that even with the noticeable bulk of upper arm strength I have, it was unreasonably hard to move. Yet, inch by inch we slowly moved it from the wall. However, the horror that we found behind there trumped every bug and pen we found under our other furniture. It even topped my secret trash in the crevices of the couch. Our conversation went like this:

Tyler: What the heck is that?!?!
Me: What?
Tyler: That, right there!
Me: WTF? Let me get a flashlight
Tyler: (yelling after me) I think it's a dead snake.
Me: No, its not...
*after turning on the flashlight*
Both: WTF?!
Me: It's like a pipe-thing.
Tyler(picking it up): I have no idea what it is.
Me: IT'S A ROD!!!!!!!!!!!



From my previous post found here, you can remember that I have a totally irrational fear of rods. Aparently they don't exist in real life...but they do in my nightmares. Not really, but seriously...

I was kind of excited that I had actually found a rod in my apartment and to think it had been behind the dresser the whole time! However, this didn't even begin to calm my fears at all. In fact, I was even more creeped out by the prospect of finding such a creature . It was if it was looking at me and watching and this reaffirmed to me that rods are, in fact, evil and you never know when you will find one.

In all seriousness, we still don't know what it is or how long it has been there. What do you think it is?