Kelsey's perspective of the events that took place on 11/24

I'm not really sure how to write a blog...the first thing I say to my roommates before writing this is "Ok, somebody help me be funny." Of course, I get rude remarks from them. We just figured out that the only people who will probably read this are Hallie (Drake's girlfriend) and Jorge (Kelsey and Drake's friend from home). Anyways, back to my day. Pretty typical, a visit to the OB GYN..where I paid $400 (fuck not having insurance) to have this old woman tell me that my vagina (sorry if that offends anyone) is perfectly normal. (Yay!) I also got a shot in my arm, ouch (charlie). Then I went to work. It was after work that things got interesting. I come home to find Drake "cooking." aka burning shit. He decides to open the door to get the smoke out and sets off the fire alarm. After calling the fire department to tell them NOT to come, a fire truck pulls up. The fire marshal comes up to our apartment and my first thought is "shit, I hope he doesn't find our..umm...illegal substances." Drake and Hallie are worried he will see the fire alarm we tore off the ceiling. Our minds are clearly in different places.

xoxo,
Kelsey