Day Two Hundred and Twenty-One

Yesterday was a great day. We slept in a little. Then we got up and had breakfast on the lanai and decided what we wanted to do with the first half of our day. Kristyn works on Sunday nights and lately we’ve been making more of a conscious effort to pack some fun into the early part of the day. I had decided that I wanted to go thrift shopping and Kristyn was more in the mood for a Farmer’s Market. We decided to try out the Farmer’s Market in Atwater Village. It was underwhelming at best. Supermarket prices really. But the strawberries looked and smelled good. We already have some at home though so there was that. We decided to stop at two little yard sales by our house. At one of them, they were just about closing up shop and Kristyn found a little green table. We’d been wanting something to drop our mail/keys/pens in/on so this was perfect. Five beans. We stopped home so Krissy could change and to get some ice water and rocket pops. I drove her to work and she had a really crazy day.

But back to me, more on her later, I was looking for a Salvation Army on Sepulveda that I had sworn I’d seen when I ran into a Ross Dress for Less. I decided to go in because they always have crazy stuff on the cheap tip. I ended up buying a $7 dress, $12 sandals and a pair of black and white plaid Converse for $25! “!!!!” I am regretting the Converse purchase though but I just could NOT put them back. I should return them, I feel guilty as hell. I’ll decide later tonight about that. But I’ve been wanting a pair of plaid Converse for a while. I had about a million of’m in high school. And these are so perfect and SO cheap. IDK. I also got us a little cabinet for towels for the bathroom. This was something we’d been looking around for. It’s the perfect size and shape but it’s a little banged up. It was the exact amount we figured we’d have to pay for something like that too and better-constructed that that Target shit you buy. She just needs a little lovin and she’ll be perfect.

After that, I went and got some Chinese. This place by Kristyn’s job is like, the ONLY place that sells General Tso’s Tofu in LA so I got that and then stopped at Carvel next door. Honestly, after the Chinese, I wasn’t hungry for ice cream but this Carvel is like THE only one in LA so I wasn’t going to pass it by. I dropped off the rest of the Chinese and the ice cream with Kristyn so she could have it for dinner. She was kind of way too busy though. She had a bananas day.

I came home, intending to go swimming and ended up in a weird “barricade situation”. The street to go up to my street was blocked off by police. Apparently there was a standoff between a guy who wanted to kill himself but have the police do it and the police themselves. Such drama. Helicopters overhead, police everywhere. I made it home and went out on the balcony to snoop because the helicopter was circling my building. The sunset was pretty so I took some pictures and then the helicopter screamed “Ma’am, get back inside your apartment! It’s for your own safety!” So crazy. And I did, and they circled for another hour. I tuckered myself out and decided not to go swimming. I napped instead and the standoff ended at like 9pm, after going on for four hours. No one got hurt. Basically the guy said he had some sort of a weapon that he intended to use on the police. They sent a robot in and nothing was there. The man was unconscious on the couch. They took him to the hospital and that was that, thank god. I’m glad he’s okay, whoever he is. I watched me some X-Files and took a naparoonie until it was time to go get Krissy from work. I wish I could tell you the full extent of Kristyn’s crazy day but I can’t so instead I’ll just say, “Leon” and “Boys Don’t Cry”. Crazy dayz yo.

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