Normally the alarm goes off and you just roll over, but 
this time the halls were full of smoke.  My boyfreind is 
all responsible and dashes for my birth certificate and 
soc card.  Me I scramble for cels and the cat (well not in 
that order) shoving buttercup in her carrier I dump the 
cel books in on top of her.  Then snatch the ones off the 
walls.  I'm sitting at 3:30 am outside in my jammies 
clutching one POed kitty and this cel.