I should be grateful, I guess, that we don't have a fire drill in the middle of the night. But once we got back inside from this lovely little exercise, the alarms in my hallway would not stop. Not the building fire alarm, that ended a while ago. The annoying high pitched ringing that tells us when someone opened the emergency door at the end of the hallway. It's still ringing. So me and my whole hallway are lurking in the common room with our laptops. So that's where I'm writing from. I actually don't have anything to write/gripe about. I'm just really bored. We're all waiting for the maintenance folk to come and turn off the damn alarms.
Oh, hey, here they are now. I think I'm gonna go regain my hearing now. I came up with a really good idea to write about the other night, right after I posted a letter to Prancer, but I was already snuggled into bed and didn't feel like writing. So now I've gone and forgotten my brilliant idea.
I'm hungry.
Heart, me.
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