So it's been over a week and Jo keeps pestering me to give people the narrative account of my mugging that I gave her, because I'm totally badass a moron, and I've got some pictures of the damage now, so, ummm, right.
[22:34] DecepticonAF: Well, I was rounding the corner from Del Mar to Meridith, when these two black guys blocked me off (So tell Alemi that's a "no.") and demanding that I give them my purse. I said, "No." So one of them grabbed it and I pulled back, and then he pulled out what honestly might have been a gun (but it was so teeny!) and said, "I've got a gun!" so I held that arm pointed away from me, thank you very much, and kicked him square in the gut, but they kept pulling and I kept pulling back and I suppose it goes without saying that they were stronger, so I fell down into the street and scratched my elbow up a bit and they ran away, and then the guy in the house next to the corner came out and called the cops for me. And now I don't have my purse or anything that was in my purse. :/ Sons of bitches.
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[22:36] Empress Ordinary: I'm pretty impressed.
[22:37] DecepticonAF: I am, too. I stayed calm all through the police stuff, too. I kinda figured I be reduced to hysterics or something, but I didn't even cry or anything.
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[22:44] DecepticonAF: I think it might be troublesome that I find the inconvenienence caused by the loss of all the stuff in my purse more of a bother than the actual mugging. :/
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[23:55] Empress Ordinary: You still okay? Not hysterical or freaking out?
[23:56] DecepticonAF: I actually feel kind of happy-ish. Like, proud of myself.
It is entirely possible that one of the guys whacked me upside the head to get me to let go, too. I really don't remember, but evidence would suggest it.
But I'm OK, see?