bettiecracka

Last night was definitely a weird one.
There has been a black Explorer with ladders attached roaming our street for the past few months now, creeping by our house and our neighbors house. As soon as someone comes out, the person speeds away. I've got the cops to come out and check and they also sent out a chopper to scan the neighborhood to find out where this van is and who it is. Our neighbor is going through a nasty divorce and her ex husband hired a few private investigators on her, so that could be possible that that is who is in that van. I see cops coming by even right now checking to see who this guy is and I hope they figure it out soon because since I live alone, I don't feel safe with someguy driving around, staring at my house. The guy tried to park infront of our house yesterday and Mike went outside to grab something from his car and tried to see who it was and the guy drove away slowly. As soon as Mike went to look at the license plates, he sped off. I'm still trying to get the plates from this guy but the fucker isn't out at the moment I guess.

Onto a happier note.. yesterday was Mike and I's second anniversary. We wanted to go out to dinner and plan something else fun, but we decided not to. Our day included us going to the river to swim and then to the zoo to see my cute pigmy rattlers, me cooking lemon chicken, and us playing Gaunlet Legends, just like we used to back in the day.

Anywho, I think its time for me to get back on my normal schedule, ie, wake up at 8pm, go to bed around 4pm. If I have someone banging on my door, trying to get in, at least I know I have a k-bar and I'll fuckin' shank someones ass with it.