Stop, Drop, And Roll

Last night my life flashed before my eyes. I was in a crazy blazing apartment complex fire. I was running for my life as the building burned into crumbles. People were fighting... kicking and shoving to get to the stairs first. Luckily I used my weight to my advantage and stomped people out of the way to make it to safe grounds.

Ok so maybe it didn't quite go down like that. I was enjoying a nice glass of wine with my friend Hieu at her apt. watching Gone in 60 seconds. She lit up a candle and minutes later the fire alarm went off. She thought it was the smoke alarm going off cause of the candle. Blonde moment? Probably. I said it was the fire alarm. So we evacuated along with everybody else in the building. Getting downstairs everyone was in their PJ's. You see all these big buff dudes with their tiny little ankle biters looking all tough. And girls standing around in their man's clothes with messy hair looking like they were having a romp before the alarm went off. Standing around outside I was checking out potentials that I could possibly stalk, and there were a few I might add. But the Fire Department came and shut off the alarm, everybody went back in, and my night ended early.

Good news is that I'm ok. The false alarm didn't harm me. I wish it was a real fire so that I could tell you a more exciting story. Like I dashed into the building and saved 4 people and 3 dogs and 2 cats. or that I had to perform CPR to someone to get them back from smoke inhalation. But pretty much I stood outside nippin out and people watched. Oh and I ran into my friend Kris who happens to live in that building to. Your welcome for the exciting story. I'll follow up with a fake "how I got stuck in the elevator" story next time. Stay tuned!