... and then I was attacked by an Abominable Snowman.

[cherry]

Seriously, people, this has been my day:

1) Get home from school to find have managed to lock keys into apartment. Damper on plans to do anything. Realize spare key, which was to be returned to my Grandma's place with tonight's visit (and use of her washer/dryer), is also locked into apartment. Building manager is M.I.A.

2) Walk to Grandma's house. Almost hit by car in snow and ice, turn ankle. Three hours later, building manager returns home, finds note I shoved under his door. Hobble back to apartment.

3) Building manager once again M.I.A. Chase over and around complex.

4) Secure entrance to apartment. Gather laundry, homework. Start car.

5) Realize have locked all keys into running car.

6) Electrical tape hold spare car key is a frozen, mangled mess. Try to go inside to obtain scissors/knife/pen.

7) Dash back to building. Block of snow splits, swallows ankle. Face v. cold from snow it ends up planted in.

8) Realize have locked spare apartment key into apartment once again.

9) Gnaw through electrical tape. Mmmm, electrical tape.


There are days that I think that I shouldn't be let out of the house without an adult. Then I realize that I am supposed to be one.

Comments

[eledhwenlin]

*hugs* ;)

[cherryice.livejournal.com]

*snugs*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

*hugs* Bloody hell, mate.

[cherryice.livejournal.com]

It's a good story, though. *G*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

Yes, but it makes me want to give you a hug because it was just one thing after another.