Yesterday I went over to my mom's for the day. After my mom finished her day at work, we watched a movie called Untraceable. The cover of it said it was supposed to be like the movie Seven. It was sorta like it in a way, but Seven was much better. Don't get me wrong I still liked the movie... I just like Seven better. I have not seen it in a while and now I am wanting to see it again.

Currently Watching Untraceable By Diane Lane, Zachary Hoffman, Joseph Cross, Billy Burke, Colin Hanks see related

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I went over to Walter's new apartment last night. We ate and watched tv for awhile. Then he decided that he wanted to make some pork chops. I was contemplating catching the bus to go home, but I decided that I wanted to watch him cook. The first thing I noticed was that he only had bar soap to wash his hands with, and I thought that odd because I think it is more convenient to use the soap that comes in a pump. I watched him rinse the meat off in the sink and place the meat in an aluminum pan that looked like it had been used numerous times. Next thing I know he is putting flour in a grocery bag. I was thinking to myself why does he not have any ziploc bags to use instead. Anyway, then he asked me to get the salt and pepper out of the cabinet. He seasoned the meat as best he could, which to me did not look like it was how my step-dad does it. He is the only other person I have watched make pork chops. Sometime along the way I guess he had turned the burner on. I remember thinking to myself gee does it really need to be on high. In retrospect, I keep thinking to myself that I should have said something about the temperature being too high. I guess I just did not want to start any controversies and kept it to myself. I also remember thinking to myself gosh is he reusing the oil that is in the pan and isn't that quite alot in there. I did not really see it all that well because there was a lid on it. Everyone I have told about the fire asked why we did not put a lid on it to put it out, and I told them it caught on fire with the lid on it. Anyway, next thing I know there is a huge flame coming from the burner and the pan is on fire. Walter gets the fire extinguisher and later on we found out that it did not work because it was empty. Walter's mom asked why we did not throw the flour on the fire. Anyway, the fire was out of control and he called 911. Three fire trucks and two police cars and the news end up showing up. Meanwhile all Walter has on is some pajama bottoms and he is freaking out that he'll be on the news dressed like that. I told him to be glad he was not just in his boxers because when he first started to get the food ready that is all that he had on until he had decided to put the pajamas on sometime a few minutes before the fire broke out. Now I am going around thinking everywhere I am that there is going to be a fire. Oh, I forgot to say that the firemen put the stove and the cabinet that was above it outside. They looked horrible. Even the cover to the light fell off and melted on the floor. The whole ceiling is black from the soot and the floor is nasty as well with black stuff smeared all around. The people he rents from told him it will cost atleast $1,000 in damages. The stove that was in his apartment was new and will cost about $500 to replace which is included in the above damage estimate. I'm just glad that the fire trucks got there so fast so that it wasn't anywhere. All the damage was contained in the kitchen.. People that lived nearby said there was so much smoke that they thought the whole place was on fire. I am not going to eat pork chops for awhile and it is microwave meals for me until I stop being afraid of everything catching on fire.

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Saturday night when I was working at Rite Aid a girl asked to use the phone. She told me she had had a bad day and after hearing her conversation with the person she had called, I felt really bad for her and her friend. She had went into the store for five minutes and while she was in there five guys decided to beat up her friend. She came out and saw all five of them just going at him. They stole his money and left him bleeding like crazy from the mouth. They only had a dollar and sixty cents and it costs a dollar thirty per person to ride the bus. I decided that I was going to give them some money. I decided on ten dollars. I broke it down to a five, four ones, three quarters, a dime, and three nickels. After seeing that her friend was handicapped I felt even worse. He was using crutches because he only had one leg. I made sure that he thought he would be able to make it to the bus stop and they thanked me.

Also, on Saturday  night I lent someone $75. I have lent this person money before and she gave it back to me when she got paid. I am only a bit worried that she will start to depend on me to do this to hold her over to every pay day. Last time she borrowed $50. This is the third time she has borrowed money from me. The first time it was only $5,and as you can see the amount has gone way up. She is paying to take care of her mother who does not have a job and I feel for  her. She helped me out when I forgot my debit card one night that I was working and she did not want me to pay her back. I guess things will be better once she gets the Bush relief check.