Last post I was bitchin and moaning about how my life seems to be stuck in a rut. Well, not 24 hours later, my apartment burns down. How do you like that?
I woke up at 2 in the am, to the shrieking of the smoke alarm. My first thought was that my bf had left something in the oven, or something on the stove like he does from time to time but when I opened the door, it was an inferno. Yellow flames licking up the front room, black greasy smoke everywhere, and all I could think about was grabbing my cellphone... Somehow, Justin got through to me and I called the fire department. They came not 5 minutes later and put the fire out. Thankfully no-one was hurt and the fire did not spread beyond our apartment. What a way to get what you wish for eh?
My Dad always said that the black spots on my tongue mean that I have the power to curse people, or put spells on them, but who would have thought that I would put one on myself? Don't these things have a failsafe feature? Or in my case, an idiot-proof feature? I'm scared to think or say anything now...
posted by WM @ 14:29
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