so I got to work Saturday and a guy that I escorted off hospital grounds stopped at a flower planter to retrieve his 6 inch cooking knife. He was not cooking at the time. We are called public safety and for the life of me all i could think of was my own.
I'm not excited about the new kids on the block reunion. no really, I am scared.
um I think I am feeling the effects of sleep deprevation, um depravation....err depra..im real tired.
see ya!
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Welcome to the blogging world...
And did he tell you WHY he had the knife??
Wow.. that's just insane. *phew*
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