Eye For An Eye

So yesterday Tracie had a good laugh at my expense. Ha Ha, Terra got caught in her underwear. Well. We are now even.

Yesterday we went to Target to do some grocery shopping. Yeah yeah I know, kinda ghetto. But actually they have really really good prices. So when we got home Tracie dropped me off and went to get a pedicure. I was in my room pretending to be cleaning when I heard her truck pull up. Then I hear the clickety clack of her high heels as she walks up the stairs to the door. Meanwhile I am creeping down our hallway.

Creek… the door opened and Tracie walks down the first hallway to the kitchen, I am waiting around the corner. As soon as I saw her I jumped out and scream “BOO!”. She screamed for like ten seconds. It was great. She almost fell backwards down the living room steps too. It was awesome. We both grabbed our chests, her from screaming and me from laughing. I love having a roomate.

Then she tells me that she has to go through her truck looking for some paperwork and come down whenever to get my Target bags. Alright. So of course I lag.

Eventually I get my shoes on and walk down the stairs. Halfway down I remember a joke that I want to tell Tracie, so I start running (this is how I am when I am excited, immature). When I round the corner I see her sitting in the back of the Bronco looking through stuff. I run up to the truck and throw myself up against the glass like Jim Carrey in Pet Detective.

I swear to god I thought she saw me coming.

When my neighbor pulls into the parking lot she’s still screaming and I’m rolling on the ground laughing. It was the first time he didn’t say hi to me.

I wonder why?