Man accidentally fires gun in Silverdale store
For the life of me, I just don't understand how your gun 'goes off' when you are reaching for your wallet.
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In other news, moving is tough work. I played hooky yesterday from work, and it was the wort playing hooky day EVER.
'Where does the tuperware go?'
'Can we put the extra boxes of serial on the shelving above the washer and dryer, or do you think the heat/humidity would be bad for it?'
'Do we really need 4 different types of cork screws and wine bottle openers?'
'Do we, now both in out 30's as are our friends, really need 10 shot glasses?'
We have a bin going for yard sale type stuff. Even if we aren't motivated enough for one, one of my wife's friends is going to be doing one to raise money for an adoption.
I also smell like bleach. Some how(most likely to preserve marital bliss) I loss the coin toss to clean up the mouse poop on the garage shelving. Pretending I was at work, I raided our supply of gloves, and filter masks, and went out there with a 25% bleach solution to make sure I was safe from the hanta virus. Even once I cleaned it up, we are still lining the shelves before putting food stuff on them. Given the evidence of mice, we are going to stick to just cans/jars in the garage for now. At some point, when we have some of our plastic totes/bin empty, maybe we'll start putting other stuff out there.
Bed time was early last night...I was in bed at 9pm...and it wasn't for fun reason, so get your brain out of the gutter. I was asleep by 9:10.
We probably have about 2 or 3 loads of stuff back at the other apartment, so, my Saturday is pretty well spoken for.