So upon request I am posting again. I'm trying to make it sound like im really liked. First, David and I got our hairs cut. I like my "edgy" bangs and I like his lack of hair...the hair color will take some time to get used to.
My boss and I were closing up shop and then these two police cars pulled up. They got some guy out of a car, searched him and his car. They talked to him forever and I really didnt really want to just go strolling outside to my car. I'm a bit dramatic and tend to exagerate...so naturally I thought i was going to die. He was white and young with a gross gotee so that could only mean one thing...drug posession (not stereotyping, im 99.9% positive on my assumption). So I walked outside and drove home. So brave. Unfortuantely for my boss his car was the red one in between the cop cars. Who knows when he got to leave. Poor guy. Just another oh so exciting day at work.
David just continues to surprise me. Although they did this really late one night so we most definitely got a visit from our neighbor below us. After he made sure that no one was hurt, or whatever he came upstairs to talk to us for, he came back five minutes later and asked us if we had any beer, cuz he saw girls (me and then one other, who is way prego, mind you) and assumed we were having a party. Ha oh texans!