leave it to me.
so I was just going to go to bed.
Then I decided to clean up a bit.
There were mine and Chavo's beverage cans from earlier, and me, being the earth-conscious gal that I am, decided to go through them in the recycling bins.
In my short short shorts and low cut army t-shirt.
it's midnight thrity. no one is up.
Well... Door slams behind me.
Door locks behind me.
No one around but the stray cats that I feed.
Chavo's at Sam's.
Landlady lives in the next town over.
I'm screwed.
But wait!
I hear Brandon stirring.
Brandon is my neighbor.
He's cool.
I knock.
He answers.
I ask for his phone... Why?
I don't know. If nothing else, I could crash somewhere till Chavo gets off at 6am.
Well.. Brandon says there's a window that can be opened. He knows. He's lived there for a while.
I knew about the window, too.
And I fixed that my blocking it with a wooden stake.
What to do?
I force it of course.
I banged on the window till the stake fell down.
then the window went up.
But I'm short.
Brandon so kindly donated a stool to the cause.
And I am in.
I sat outside with him while he smoked a cigarette and we talked about photography and how we don't have time to do the artsy things we like.
He's a pretty cool guy.
I can't believe I locked myself out of my house with this outfit on.
tsk tsk.
how do ya like me now?
Then I decided to clean up a bit.
There were mine and Chavo's beverage cans from earlier, and me, being the earth-conscious gal that I am, decided to go through them in the recycling bins.
In my short short shorts and low cut army t-shirt.
it's midnight thrity. no one is up.
Well... Door slams behind me.
Door locks behind me.
No one around but the stray cats that I feed.
Chavo's at Sam's.
Landlady lives in the next town over.
I'm screwed.
But wait!
I hear Brandon stirring.
Brandon is my neighbor.
He's cool.
I knock.
He answers.
I ask for his phone... Why?
I don't know. If nothing else, I could crash somewhere till Chavo gets off at 6am.
Well.. Brandon says there's a window that can be opened. He knows. He's lived there for a while.
I knew about the window, too.
And I fixed that my blocking it with a wooden stake.
What to do?
I force it of course.
I banged on the window till the stake fell down.
then the window went up.
But I'm short.
Brandon so kindly donated a stool to the cause.
And I am in.
I sat outside with him while he smoked a cigarette and we talked about photography and how we don't have time to do the artsy things we like.
He's a pretty cool guy.
I can't believe I locked myself out of my house with this outfit on.
tsk tsk.
how do ya like me now?