Current location:	my fucking bedroom!
Current mood:	groggy
Current music:	murderer- rihanna

TRUE STORY:
Thursday night at 430am:

Jami comes running up the stairs screaming bloody murder.  so i open the door and she studders out "theres someone in the house!" so i pull her into my room and shut and lock it.  i was freaked the fuck out.  she tells me that she was sleeping in mindy's room on the first floor and she heard someone walking around so she turned on the bedroom light to find a 6 foot something 300lb bald black man crouching down by the bed looking through one of mindy's purses.  as she turned on the light he stood up and she got out of bed and screamed.  he ran out the bedroom and she ran up the stairs.  

so we sit in my room for a little bit and listen to see if he is still downstairs.  my dumbass calls josh and was like what do i dooo! hes like um call the fucking police.  so we did.  they came with in like 5 mins.  we were so scared to walk down the stairs.  we did like tactical movements to get down there.  our house was surrounded by cops.  one in the back, 2 on the side, one in the front and one at the door.  turns out he wasnt in our house anymore.  so the cops ask us questions as to how he couldve possibly gotten in.  my guess was the basement door, but the cob webs surrounding it disproved that theory.  

turns out someone left our front window unlocked and he just walked right in pretty much.  you can see his ginormous foot prints on our couch.  that was really freaky.  so the cops asked if there was any stuff missing that we could notice.  and jami and i look around and dont really notice anything, and thennn i saw on our recliner a black jacket, a bottle of our liquor, and one of my frozen dinners (glazed chicken which is my fucking favorite).  turns out that was HIS jacket, and in his pocket was a dvd remote, a piece of mail, and a phone number.  come to find out he did get away with denise's dvd player.  

so the next day an investigator came to our house and finger printed the liquor, my glazed chicken, and the dvd remote.  i got back from class with hopes of eating one of my Tony's pizzas because i was STARVING... turns out the fucker took BOTH of them too!  i was like i WILL be compensated for my losses! that was a whole $6!!  jokingly, obvi.  

so moral of this story boys and girls:  lock your windows so no big black men can come in and steal your frozen foods, liquor and dvd players, which i might add had the Elf dvd in it.  fucker. 

I <3 CLIFTON!! :) 

"you know your stunning
absolutely stunning
and you're running always running 
but I'll catch up to you"

I highly suggest downloading anything by Tristian Prettyman.  She's my new obsession.