sometime last week I think.
Me and Jo went to Barnes and Noble. We saw Sierra there which was awesome!
We also saw an old friend. Bacon and Eggs
Obviously we did the smart thing and hid from him so that he did not see us. But we stalked him in the store, just like the good 'ole days.

Then later that night, we decided that we wanted to sleep in the 2 level tree house. Hah.
We fell asleep watching The Black Cauldron. Around 6 or 6:30, I hear the door swing open on the bottom level. I shook Jo until she woke up. I told her that someone was downstairs and the first thing she said was, "Where's my razor??" (Luckily she had brought along her Sweeney Todd replica razor) Then we both stood on the trap door so that the murderer couldn't get up to the top level where we were. Eventually we got tired of that so we got under our blankets and sat on the door. After about an hour of that, I think we sort of went insane. We started threatening the murderer downstairs. We told him that we had a razor and a bunch of sharp sticks and that we weren't afraid to use them. We also said that we had a horrible beast up there with us that was more viscous than a rottweiler. (Joanna's gay cat with AIDS) Somewhere in all the threatening, we named the murderer Phil.  Around 8:30 or so, Joanna's dad finally came outside. We asked him if there was a murderer downstairs and thankfully there wasn't. But we believe that Phil was there. He just probably ran away before Jo's dad got there.