[Kirosia]

Nearing the intersection of my building, I notice an old hooded Asian woman currently in the process of crossing the street. I stop a good 20+ feet before, and give her a slight wave to signify her continuance. She turns, smiles, and starts walking towards MY ****** CAR. Quite confused and suddenly aware of my own mortality, I drive around her, make the turn, eventually speeding into my driveway. Lunch grabbed, I dash-hop onto the porch, stumbling my keys into the lock more awkwardly and unsatisfying than an AV nerd attempting to nail his first prostitute. For a moment, I consider turning my head to see if she had followed, but the fear of her appearing like a hellish apparition inches from my face suppressed any such thought.

 

[sridhar3]

 

[Deep Funk]

, indeed...

 

[Kirosia]

Day 01 Redux
 
Someone urinated all over the bathroom rug, and this time I'm almost positive it was not me.

 

[Happy Camper]

Don't be so enthusiastic to shake it.