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ickaimpSo Neechan is coming for a visit for about a week, then my biological family is exercising claiming rights and grabbing me for a few days. Something about realising it's been over 2 years since everyone's seen me and I only live 8 hours away. Huh.
... Youngest sister was threatening to pull the 'bag over the head, toss in car and drive off with me' stunt if I didn't show up before September. Seriously.
But had a couple of really cool things happen, so passing them on.
A few days ago, we had revisionist history on the bus. I also lost my bag of pencils, pens, drawing supplies and assorted sharp pointy things that day.
I've torn my bags apart, checked all over at work, checked with friends, checked everywhere. No pencils or pens.
Yesterday morning, my last day travelling from the northside to work, I sit down on the bus and find myself across from one of the guys I was talking to after the revisionist history dude shut up. We both gaped at each other for a moment, then he reaches into his backpack and pulls out my pencils.
I'd left it on the bus and he'd found it, was going to drop it off to me before he got to work, since he'd seen me at the exhibit before.
A few hours later, I hear this horrid 'skreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-CRUNCH!!!' outside the exhibit. But when I step out to check, I don't see anything strange.
... Except for a guy in tight black jeans running across the intersection. But no one was hurt, no one was rushing, and I had people waiting, so I ducked back in to do my job.
When I step out again, the police are there, checking everything out. Turns out, it was a 'Hit and Run'. I'd seen the driver running away.
-They also checked the trash cans, because he'd thrown a beanie in one, and found a bag of herbs wrapped in plastic. Hmmmmm..... wonder why he was running.... ~_^
(I drew up a description and gave it to the police, btw. Yay artisic eye?)
... Youngest sister was threatening to pull the 'bag over the head, toss in car and drive off with me' stunt if I didn't show up before September. Seriously.
But had a couple of really cool things happen, so passing them on.
A few days ago, we had revisionist history on the bus. I also lost my bag of pencils, pens, drawing supplies and assorted sharp pointy things that day.
I've torn my bags apart, checked all over at work, checked with friends, checked everywhere. No pencils or pens.
Yesterday morning, my last day travelling from the northside to work, I sit down on the bus and find myself across from one of the guys I was talking to after the revisionist history dude shut up. We both gaped at each other for a moment, then he reaches into his backpack and pulls out my pencils.
I'd left it on the bus and he'd found it, was going to drop it off to me before he got to work, since he'd seen me at the exhibit before.
A few hours later, I hear this horrid 'skreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-CRUNCH!!!' outside the exhibit. But when I step out to check, I don't see anything strange.
... Except for a guy in tight black jeans running across the intersection. But no one was hurt, no one was rushing, and I had people waiting, so I ducked back in to do my job.
When I step out again, the police are there, checking everything out. Turns out, it was a 'Hit and Run'. I'd seen the driver running away.
-They also checked the trash cans, because he'd thrown a beanie in one, and found a bag of herbs wrapped in plastic. Hmmmmm..... wonder why he was running.... ~_^
(I drew up a description and gave it to the police, btw. Yay artisic eye?)
