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I went with my mother to her dance classes last night, and I spent the whole time thinking of Myrnal. Since she dances, I really got a kick out of watching the ladies learning their routines and whatnot. Then my mother had her tap class and I knew in an instant Myrnal would never do that. Tap dancing would make her fucking nervous. "You mean you... click... every time you take a step? Heheh NO THANK YOU."

Afterward we went and got a door alarm for the garage and it's loud as all fuck. I slept a little better knowing that detection of the intruder was not entirely contingent upon my ability to hear him. I could have sworn I heard him walk across the patio and then choose not to go in the garage, which suggests to me that he heard us testing the lovely little thing before we went to bed. It's the kind that you mount on the door and has another piece for the doorframe. When the connection is broken (aka, the door is opened) you have ten seconds to enter the code (which is punctuated by very loud shrill chirps every time you push a button) before the most insane mess of noise I've ever heard erupts from the tiny alarm box.

(no subject)

I went with my mother to her dance classes last night, and I spent the whole time thinking of Myrnal. Since she dances, I really got a kick out of watching the ladies learning their routines and whatnot. Then my mother had her tap class and I knew in an instant Myrnal would never do that. Tap dancing would make her fucking nervous. "You mean you... click... every time you take a step? Heheh NO THANK YOU."

Afterward we went and got a door alarm for the garage and it's loud as all fuck. I slept a little better knowing that detection of the intruder was not entirely contingent upon my ability to hear him. I could have sworn I heard him walk across the patio and then choose not to go in the garage, which suggests to me that he heard us testing the lovely little thing before we went to bed. It's the kind that you mount on the door and has another piece for the doorframe. When the connection is broken (aka, the door is opened) you have ten seconds to enter the code (which is punctuated by very loud shrill chirps every time you push a button) before the most insane mess of noise I've ever heard erupts from the tiny alarm box.

(no subject)

I went with my mother to her dance classes last night, and I spent the whole time thinking of Myrnal. Since she dances, I really got a kick out of watching the ladies learning their routines and whatnot. Then my mother had her tap class and I knew in an instant Myrnal would never do that. Tap dancing would make her fucking nervous. "You mean you... click... every time you take a step? Heheh NO THANK YOU."

Afterward we went and got a door alarm for the garage and it's loud as all fuck. I slept a little better knowing that detection of the intruder was not entirely contingent upon my ability to hear him. I could have sworn I heard him walk across the patio and then choose not to go in the garage, which suggests to me that he heard us testing the lovely little thing before we went to bed. It's the kind that you mount on the door and has another piece for the doorframe. When the connection is broken (aka, the door is opened) you have ten seconds to enter the code (which is punctuated by very loud shrill chirps every time you push a button) before the most insane mess of noise I've ever heard erupts from the tiny alarm box.