Gail (gailmarie) wrote,

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It rained.

Fuck. My windows were down.


So I go outside. At midnight. In pajamas and flip-flops to roll them up.

As I'm rolling up the last one, a creepy car pulls into the driveway, slowly.

So I just walk to the back door, trying to ignore it completely, and lock myself in.

I think they were just turning around, but now I feel all squeemish.

It's times like these I wish I weren't alone in the house. (Oh, and the child and the cat don't count).

Eep. :(

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