I had a scary dream last night that I was trying to kill myself by overdosing on Tylenol. I wasn't really sure if I wanted to kill myself and I had taken six. I was trying to figure out if that was going to kill me or if I could change my mind. That would be a terrible, terrible way to go. Talk about slow, painful, expensive death.
When I came home tonight my neighbor walked up to me and started telling me that he had found a six foot blonde man in the bushes peering in someone's window. He called the police, but they didn't catch the guy. I'm assuming that this is the reason my neighbor was accused of peering in this girl's window and that he probably knows her and is stalking her. I told my neighbor it was probably someone she knew. He didn't seem to believe me, but then went on to tell me that he was peeking in her window five minutes before she got home. "See," I said, "he knows her schedule." He told me to be careful and that he hoped he didn't scare me. I said, "I know self-defense." I also know how to pull my blinds.
When I came home tonight my neighbor walked up to me and started telling me that he had found a six foot blonde man in the bushes peering in someone's window. He called the police, but they didn't catch the guy. I'm assuming that this is the reason my neighbor was accused of peering in this girl's window and that he probably knows her and is stalking her. I told my neighbor it was probably someone she knew. He didn't seem to believe me, but then went on to tell me that he was peeking in her window five minutes before she got home. "See," I said, "he knows her schedule." He told me to be careful and that he hoped he didn't scare me. I said, "I know self-defense." I also know how to pull my blinds.