Your Unemployed Daughter

Lots of drama last night. Remember the bed-burner I wrote about just yesterday? Well, she’s at it again. (The above is a not very good picture of my building surrounded by firemen, you know, those dudes with the reflective stuff.)

To recap: I went to the gym yesterday around 7, stayed for yoga until 9, and then came home, showered, and started to make dinner. I smelled something funny when I came in the building, but it was faint, and they’d been working on one of the apartments upstairs, so I figured it was related.

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