channel 3

My hair looks funny today. It grows so quickly and I kind of feel like a PTA mom.
There was a drug sting in my apartment complex a few nights ago. Lots of cops wearing blue vests with POLICE printed on the back scurrying around. I got the scoop from Tom (downstairs neighbor/cab driver/professional tie-dyer) because he is the complex gossip. The cops still have not captured two of the dealers. Afterwards on my way to the mailbox I cupped my hands around my eyes and peered into their apartment but I did not see anything too interesting: a tacky floral couch and a large television stuck on the black and white fuzzy channel. Heidi and I used to watch this channel. We thought the dots looked like bugs and we would sing, “The ants go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!” until my older sister Paige said we were going to burn out our eyes and turned it off.