One Dollar for One Duck
If you, or anyone you know, wears those rubber shoes with lots of holes in them. (you know the ones that look ridiculous but people say are really comfortable) You need to take them off, melt them down, and sell them to the police for rubber bullets.
I recognize most people I know from the front. There are some people I know really well that I can’t recognize when I’m walking behind them. Sometimes I can be right next to someone and not know it’s them until I pass them…which is inevitably awkward because it feels weird to sideways glance at someone when passing. Bah
I am a moody person. I think this is OK though, and makes perfect sense. I’m astonished at some people I know that seem to have a very consistent mood that they proceed with throughout the day. Impressive I guess
So Partner’s Place, where I live, is very un-safe. This sucks. (And so do the people that make it unsafe) Etc, I could go on a whole rant here but I won’t. The point is, is that there is no security system surrounding the buildings. We have one on our apartment, but there is nothing protecting the parking lots where people get robbed. I thought about installing an anti-aircraft gun in my window… but decided on a less controversial option
I don’t get rain gear. I never use an umbrella and I don’t think I own a rain jacket that fits. I just don’t care about getting wet.
Looking forward to Thanksgiving…
