the last time that Mr. Martin came in, though, a customer pointed out that he had something in his coat. i pointed this out to a manager, Martin set off the alarm going out, and then thrust all his belongings at the store manager, and ran. we recovered about $250 worth of electronics (mainly hard drives), and i got a nice $20 reward out of it.
so i walk into the store and immediately see him. the entire time that i'm shopping there, he's watching me like a hawk, eyes frantic. as he left, i watched him walk past the window outside, glaring at me the entire way. so i told the cashiers the storybehind him so that if i got mugged, they would have a description.
so much homework to do tonight, but i figured i would work on the fugly-scarf-to-become-a-fugly-purse-inst
i think i've reached that point in my feminininine cycle to where i could eat a bus of children, if provided with the right seasoning. sheesh.
going through other inner transformations, which i may or may not share in the future.
and thank you to
madamealexis, for my very firstest hollyday card. much appreciated, mah dear. 