So, there I was ... lounging in my ladies room, dealing with all that Maurice brought along with him this month. Outta somewhere I hear 6 rapid gun shots! Maurice stops being angry & starts being scared. I saunter over to my balcony door (I'm not horror movie curious. I always stay inside!) to listen for any voices or screaming. Hearing none, I grab my smarter than me phone & dial SAPD. "Alex" assures me they'll send someone out to investigates & asks if I wish to remain anonymous. Uhm... I don't really care, but I do care about a possible homicide in the neighborhood. FlapjackMyLife! Hopefully I won't have to give a statement of some sort on the news this morning. Of course, I'd put on a bra, earrings, and brush my teeth. Thus, eliminating my 11 seconds at being famous. They always choose the most wild looking "witnesses" to give their account of what happened. Anyhoo, gun shots are why you're getting this blog about an hour and a half earlier than normal.
Yesterday was relatively productive: juiced up SinnABurst, vacuumed and dusted, organized the shoes in my closet, found some more clothes to donate, & went for a walk. Unfortunately, I still do not know how to work the ALT functions in my new operating system, but I'll get there. No ab/arm work either. Today perhaps. Right now, I'm supposed to be at work until noon, but I'm claiming another sick day. Good thing too, `cause my belly nor Maurice really wanted me to miss out on the gun shots.
Objectives for the Day:
- Saunter to the store for juice
- Take some paperwork to the graduate school admissions person
- Ensure I'm wearing a bra before becoming famous
- Catch up on my beau's, Jon, show
- Maybe see a movie
Go Get'em Divas! Enjoy the day!
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