One of my coworkers got a shotgun pointed at him last night over a wrongly-buzzed apartment and a tenant who was really upset over having his dinner interupted. The kicker? It happened not only in my apartment complex, but on the street I live. Couple this with the armed robbery of a Domino’s driver here a couple of months ago, and I’m thinking it’s time for me to move to bumfuck-wherever. I was going to watch a movie while doing some laundry tonight and into the AM, but I think I’d rather head over to Craigslist.Baltimore.jobs and send out some cover letters.

In one hundred and eighty-one hours, I’ll be leaving for West Virginia. Sorta wishing I’d picked this week to go.