So here I am, sitting at work and typing up this journal on my DSi.. I had a strange night and had to write about it. First a small group of furries came in which was interesting, being a gas station you see all kinds. This was very evident in the next group.. a girl wearing leather belts all up her arms to hersholders, then a guy in a liberty mowhawk and to round out the group a guy in a leather cap and scottish kilt.

with me so far? :P

finally, some guy comes in all sweaty and muttering, talking to himself and snapping at some invisible guy, he gets so bad yelling and screaming I had to call the cops for the third time in my life, all three times having been in this job. The cops get here thankfully fast and catch the guy in the lot, he must have had something on him as he was cuffed immediately and tossed on the hood of the squad car. so yeah.. thatwas my night and it's not even halfway over! x.x