Oh, friggin yay.
Update: My keys are no longer locked in my car. Because my upstairs neighbor apparently knows a thing or two about breaking into cars, and did it in two minutes with a pair of pliers, some scotch tape and THE FUCKING ANTENNA TO MY OWN CAR. That's right, my own car has an essential tool for breaking into it PERMANENTLY ATTACHED TO IT. It took him...oh about the same amout of time to break in for me as it did for me t pull up, enter my apartment, turn back around, and realize that my keys were locked in. I now feel much safer and at the same time less safe about the people in my building and am kind of wondering why I even bother to even lock the damn thing in the first place.
So, that crisis is solved, and then in a frenzy of cleaning, I did not realize that the jeans I had worn today somehow worked their way into the load of laundry I was washing....and I wound up washing both my wallet and my brand-new (Now useless) cell phone.
Maybe I SHOULD always be working. It appears that days off are downright dangerous to me.
I'm going to bed until Thursday.
So, that crisis is solved, and then in a frenzy of cleaning, I did not realize that the jeans I had worn today somehow worked their way into the load of laundry I was washing....and I wound up washing both my wallet and my brand-new (Now useless) cell phone.
Maybe I SHOULD always be working. It appears that days off are downright dangerous to me.
I'm going to bed until Thursday.