1. i fully believe there is a boxing day present for me. guess not. and guess we're not 'easing' into this thing at all anyways.
2. a man runs into a room wielding the substance of our new favorite game. stipulations on how not cool that is follow.
3. a different kind of sound occurs as an ice slides across the floor towards me and i obliviously glare at it out of pure curiosity. moments after claiming i would and could not be caught that night.
4. taking a pee break my eyes wandered into the shower. there was a consequence for such behavior.
5. minutes after a triumphant plant, go to put my dish away in the automatic washer and for my responsible eating habits, end up taking a knee.
6. after bring our new kiwi friend home from the bus depot, i walk in the door and am welcomed with a stomach full.
7. 5 minutes later my hand is intercepted by a very known object on the way to flipping on my light switch. i am not happy.
8. once again feeling the nag of responsibility, i load the dishwasher and try to find the dish soap but instead i find something else.
9. knowing the day would not pass without another incident, i relieve myself and find one as i exit the dump station.
i am losing. 4 bullets. 9 taken.