Ah, Well, Look at That... -Friday, April 09, 2004 -3:04 am-
It's amazing how my whims come and go. When I first couldn't get pizza here I was all about leaving. Then reality set in and I gave up the dream. Now, I have a vastly renewed interest in moving. Someone just emptied an entire clip in my back yard. I called 911 (it's amazing how often I call those guys) and walked the cop over to where it sounded like the shots had been fired. Sure enough, still-warm shell casings littered the grass about 110 feet outside my back door. How quick is my lease up again?
writebacks...
gothicsquish wrote
dear god. I'd be running like hell outa there.
*hugs* glad you made it!
e. wrote
good god, ty, you're living in the fucking projects. good thing jen's next door now to protect you.
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