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Day in the Life...
From: Shelly Also? I have a hickey. Heh. From: Bear Hickey? Where? So. First one � EVER.
But anyway, with that out of the way � I locked myself out of the house this morning. I was coming in to work early too, so it�s 6:30 in the morning and it�s drizzling steady rain and it�s barely even light out yet and I�m standing outside my back door with my arms full of stuff and I pull the door shut with a satisfying �click� and immediately, immediately after the click I realize what I have done. Panic. Panic. Panic. Soooo � I hop on over the the window that sits lowest to the ground (my bedroom window) and begin tugging on the screen. Nothing. Soooo � I run into the garage and grab the sharpest thing I can find (which, turns out, is a hedge trimmer). I begin using the hedge trimmer to try and pry the screen out from it�s casing (or whatever). Nothing. Tiny dog nose pressed up against the screen curiously! Go away dog! There is nothing to see here! Panic. Panic. Panic. Sugarbritches has a spare key! Sugarbritches is at home. 30 minutes away. Still sleeping. Panic. Panic. Panic. Finally, in a fit of elevated panic and sheer necessity, I stabbed the screen with the hedge trimmer which made it immediately pop out of it�s casing (or whatever) and hop up on the air conditioner to make a face first dive onto my bed. All of that and I still made it to work on time. I am, however, ready for a drink. And a weekend. And the disappearance of this splotchy thing on my neck. Oy. |
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