One thing Midget does in her spare time is take the clocks and mess them up speedwise and timewise so none a them are accurate, so when a bunch happen to go off at the same time its like a lucky sign, you know? Drives Robbie crazy though. The second we open Robbies door to leave, a bunch of clocks start dinging and donging and I pause to be appreciative. Omens like that increase your confidence and you need confidence before you walk down Yellow Street with a big fat wad a green. Yeah, its morning but lots a business goes down in the morning on Yellow Street. Junkies still wandering for a fix and hos that didnt make enough for their pimps. Us three are pretty hardcore for kids but it aint like none of us are packing chrome.

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Best thing to do is lighten the mood with a humorous crack so right when the door shuts I turn to Dag and scream <Bitch, now hand over my money!> Dag laughs and laughs and laughs and she looks so fly in her fuzzy long skirt and her red jacket with all the zippers. Dang!

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I style myself tight too. You dont need to worry about that. I thug a XXXL whitey so the hood rats know Im a hundred percent street. Havent laundried it for a few months but it dont smell too bad really. Then I super style it with a jean jacket I markered all over with the best lines from Fellowship of the Ring. The left arm says <DONT YOU LEAVE HIM SAMWISE GAMGEE> and the right arm says <THEY HAVE A CAVE TROLL> and the back says <I SWEAR TO YOU I WILL NOT LET THE WHITE CITY FALL, NOR OUR PEOPLE FAIL>. Lots of people make fun of my jacket, street people and school people and teacher people too. Theyre just jealous though cuz its the baddest ass jacket they ever witnessed and even if my markering isnt super neat I know I spelled everything correct cuz I checked the internet.

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At least Dag and me dress proper for the cold. Midget hasnt dressed proper one day in her whole shrimpy little life. Today shes got on some dirty green sweatpants and a dirty green shirt. Her shoes are green too and I guarantee thats coincidence cuz Midge is too little to know anything about creating styles. Little sister isnt wearing a jacket, a hat, a scarf, nothing. Its Halloween, girl! Wind gets chilly! Its refreshing on my pinkeye but thats the only good thing about it.

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