*Hey Now, Hey Now Don't Dream It's Over....*
So on Friday morning at like 6 AM I was awokened to my sister telling me to get my ass up and go outside. So I'm like what the hell is she talking about. So I grab a sweat shirt and put on some adidas sandals and I see some cop telling me to hurry and get out. So I'm still all sleeping. Finally I learn that the basement of the house is on fire. So by then I'm like shit man I gotta bounce. So yup there was a fire in the basement. Tiffie went downstairs to use the washing machine and saw it. So freaked out but put it out. Then like another one followed and she put that out. By the time the cops and fire people got here it was out but it took then like 2 hours to look it over and our asses were outside all embarrassed cuz neighbors were all trying to figure out what happened. I thought I was gonna be late for work but unfortunetely I wasn't. Speaking of work I am still miserable there but its not as horrible as it was. I already have a day off on Friday. Well I'm sposed to go to some all day meeting but you know me I'll sleep through it.