so let's recap last night shall we? i went to keep sarah company in her big dark house on the lake last night. her parents were away and we both had to work in the morning. we talked for a bit and probably fell asleep about 1. at about 3 am i sat straight up and awake at the loud clap of thunder and lighting. it was hard going back to sleep so sarah and i talked for a bit. big mistake: talking about being home alone and break-ins. at 4 am the door bell rang. we got the creeps and while trying to decide to answer it or not it rang again. carter started to bark. i told sarah i would go to the door with her. she said she would call willis to come over. when she picked up the phone it was dead. we heard the front door handle jiggle and a flashlight in the backward coming up to her patio door. so here was our options: 1) run to the nieghbors 2) hide in her closet. we chose the closet. so picture this: sarah and i crying in her closet, looking through the slits as a figure approaches her window with a flashlight. and trying to keep as quiet as possible as someone is banging at the front door and jiggling the knob. when the light moved from the window we heard a "hello?". sarah with her most intimidating voice asks who's there and what do they want. we hear a voice mention something about an alarm and sarah runs to another room to look out a front window and says it's the police. she opens the doors and the alarm goes off. it's now probably 4:10 am and two young, good-looking policemen are standing on her front steps with her dad's secretary who didn't look very impressed at being woken up. so as these young policemen are explaining that the house alarm went off, me and sarah are doubled over, hair a mess, no bras, crying and laughing hysterically with relief. shocked at the fact that just minutes before we were so sure something terrible was about to happen. the police left with dazed looks on their faces and sarah and i mumbled a goodbye and we went back to her room where we failed to fall asleep before her 6:20 am alarm went off. then we drove to work to face a constant line of customers and lattes and frappucinos with only three people working. good times. nice to know that the scariest night of my life was preceded by the crappiest day. i can't wait to go to bed.

sarah: thanks for the intro.