well, it was a seemingly normal monday for me. Went to work.. trolled the forums.. got bored, and wandered around the building for shits and giggles.. this is from about 8am -1pm..
get off work, start heading home decide "hey! i could eat.." so go to wendy's grab some eats. Debate going to grab some more cigarettes because i only have 3 left. Figure that will be fine til later so i head home.
Okay, so this is roughly 1:20pm
I pull onto my street jamming out to some tunes, and i see a cop car sitting outside my neighbor's house. I'm think someone must of gotten broken into.. nbd.. i pull onto the swail and two dectives call me over across the street.
I think this a bit odd, but don't think too much of it. they tell me something has happened (but not what..).. and that i need to wait in my car for my folks to get home..
So i walk back sit in my car enjoy my wendy's and call up Oracle, because he always likes the crazy stories that seem to make up my life. A few minutes later my mother squeals by. gets out of the car and talks to the cops.
Apparently my little brother thought it would be a funny and smart thing to talk shit around school about blowing up the school today.
So at this point in time, the bomb squad is searching my house, and my 17 year old younger brother is at the police station being questioned...
... and I thought today would be semi-normal...:shok: :shok:
/sigh.. just needed to vent.. think i'm done..
get off work, start heading home decide "hey! i could eat.." so go to wendy's grab some eats. Debate going to grab some more cigarettes because i only have 3 left. Figure that will be fine til later so i head home.
Okay, so this is roughly 1:20pm
I pull onto my street jamming out to some tunes, and i see a cop car sitting outside my neighbor's house. I'm think someone must of gotten broken into.. nbd.. i pull onto the swail and two dectives call me over across the street.
I think this a bit odd, but don't think too much of it. they tell me something has happened (but not what..).. and that i need to wait in my car for my folks to get home..
So i walk back sit in my car enjoy my wendy's and call up Oracle, because he always likes the crazy stories that seem to make up my life. A few minutes later my mother squeals by. gets out of the car and talks to the cops.
Apparently my little brother thought it would be a funny and smart thing to talk shit around school about blowing up the school today.
So at this point in time, the bomb squad is searching my house, and my 17 year old younger brother is at the police station being questioned...
... and I thought today would be semi-normal...:shok: :shok:
/sigh.. just needed to vent.. think i'm done..