police! ambulance! trauma!
a man just smashed into the back of my house with his head and then banged on the glass with his stubby fist repeatedly.
his name is mr. klum and he couldn't breath. he had two broken ribs and chest trauma from a motorcycle accident a few days ago. he ran away from the hospital and started drinking and popping ativan mixed with whatever other meds he was on to kill the pain. he asked me to help him get to detox.
his wife took his wallet. he lives at 1936 something or doesn't have a home.
his fingers looked like rock craters.
an ambulance arrived quickly to whisk him away.
the police kindly told me that multnomah county has 3/4 of all rapists, thieves and murderers, and that i should be more careful next time, but of course to call.
what are you supposed to do when someone is laying on the ground at your doorstep? my first instict was to be good, thank god i'm not dead because of it.
my second instinct was to tell someone about how good i'd been.
how demented. get over myself, already!
zach has gifted me a crowbar.
his name is mr. klum and he couldn't breath. he had two broken ribs and chest trauma from a motorcycle accident a few days ago. he ran away from the hospital and started drinking and popping ativan mixed with whatever other meds he was on to kill the pain. he asked me to help him get to detox.
his wife took his wallet. he lives at 1936 something or doesn't have a home.
his fingers looked like rock craters.
an ambulance arrived quickly to whisk him away.
the police kindly told me that multnomah county has 3/4 of all rapists, thieves and murderers, and that i should be more careful next time, but of course to call.
what are you supposed to do when someone is laying on the ground at your doorstep? my first instict was to be good, thank god i'm not dead because of it.
my second instinct was to tell someone about how good i'd been.
how demented. get over myself, already!
zach has gifted me a crowbar.