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This evening before 12 AM we think someone tried to break into the place. Considering the place is behind a house, the door fronts to a garden and rests over a garage, the whole thing was a bit weird. No idea what actually happened -- big rumble down by the front door and I immediately started shouting (for some reason I was thinking of bears, how you shout loudly and startle them and they run off.)
Front door area was a bit messed up, our skull & crossbones doormat was flipped around. I didn't see anyone.
Felt ridiculous prowling a dark garden with Twinkie pyjamas and a Big Ass Fucking Sword. But only after a few moments. Want to get a big mag lite, going to get it today at some point. Got to talk to the landlords -- sometimes they drink and they're a bit older and might've gotten confused. Or something. Couldn't sleep later that night, now at work tired as hell, and there just isn't enough coffee in the world. Stressy day at work, amazed at the utter lack of news about the iranian protests from official outlets.
Life is weird sometimes.
Front door area was a bit messed up, our skull & crossbones doormat was flipped around. I didn't see anyone.
Felt ridiculous prowling a dark garden with Twinkie pyjamas and a Big Ass Fucking Sword. But only after a few moments. Want to get a big mag lite, going to get it today at some point. Got to talk to the landlords -- sometimes they drink and they're a bit older and might've gotten confused. Or something. Couldn't sleep later that night, now at work tired as hell, and there just isn't enough coffee in the world. Stressy day at work, amazed at the utter lack of news about the iranian protests from official outlets.
Life is weird sometimes.