Last Friday night, at approximately 2:30 a.m., a resident was robbed at gun-point in front of the building. Two masked men had ran up to his car, broken the the windowshield with a gun, and then instructed the resident to park his car. From there, they escorted him to his apartment -- to which they made him carry mainly electronics from his unit to a van. Then they drove him a few blocks and dropped him off unharmed.

During the week before memorial day weekend, several cars in the subterranean parking garage were broken into.

Recently, a note by a resident indicated that there had been other instances where cars were broken into and our garage opener codes had to be changed. Also, there had been an assault of some sort, as well, of which I was not aware of.

Now, I live in what most people would consider a fairly safe neighborhood and a fairly decent apartment building, yet I think that's part of the reason why we have been victimized. Many of the residents drive nice or decent cars. The building is the only complex in the area. It's close to the freeway. Even though a person must be buzzed in, it's not too hard for someone to get into the building, particularly the garage since the gate takes a while to open and close after entering and exiting. And, this frightens me since I do have a tendency to go out and stay out late at night. Anyone could follow me into he garage even if I waited in my car at the gate until it closes. If they had a gun, I'm stuck.

I thought of ways I'd approach a situation where that would happen. The only solutions I could come up with was to try and run over the person/s before they could shoot me. Like ram him/them against the gate or something. Maybe set off the alarm in my car. And once in the garage, everything is locked. I'd have to scramble for my keys and try to open the damn doors that take forever to open because the key holes are screwed up.

I can't wait to move. Actually, I'd be a little sad to move as I feel comfortable where I am, although I do crave for a bigger place. It's just deciding where to move....that's the hard part.

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As for today: Drove to some high school in Whittier at 7:30 a.m. to help give an "inspiration" lecture to these kids taking a high school graphic design course. L-boy had asked me if I'd do it the night prior.

I've always been shy about speaking in front of a crowd of people, but I thought I'd try it once and get over the fear. Hey, why not try it once, right? Well, I ended up being an hour late and missed the whole thing due to a couple of accidents and road closures getting down there. I guess it wasn't meant to be. So, L-boy and his buddy took me out to breakfast and then I headed back up to LA.

I took a nap. Woke up. Tried to work on some stuff for my Flash class. Went for a little tanning. Snacked on something. Thought about J-boy. Worked some more. Went to class. Came back. H-boy had called and left a message, saying he'll try me tomorrow. While getting ready to eat a late dinner, L-boy called. Damn. What up? Surfed the net. And now, I am typing away and ready to go to bed. Lots to do tomorrow. So good night.

Oh wait, thank you Old Hippie, Jessica, NMallory, Justin (Fulltilt), and KC for all of your advices regarding my "stupid girl" entry.

Ah....and who are you Scueller Bob? What is your kitty's name?