fallen1carus

today i went out in my pajamas (a slip) with the dog and let him out to pee. the wind pressure or something shut the apartment door and then i was locked out, barefoot with kittens. and my goods practically hangin out of my outfit.

so we walked for about 20 blocks and i found someone who didn't look creepy that let me borrow a cell phone. i called jake and he told me that his keys for the apartment were inside too.

the pavement was hot and my feet were hurting so i went to chopper's house for assistance. bo was there. the only extra shoes he had were aquasox. he let me borrow a little 16" minibike crapmagna. the seat was tilted back unreasonably. he let me borrow a pair of joeboxer pajama pants so i wouldn't be rubbing my cooter on the seat or flashing anyone.

then i went the 21 blocks back to the apartment with kittens, in my aquasox, joeboxer pajama pants and my slip on the magna with the tilted seat. there were two windows open at the apartment, but having little breaking and entering experience, i wasn't able to pry at the screens successfully. thank goodness no one called the cops on me, because i did look like a crackhead wearing all that shit and trying to break into an apartment midday.

then i rang all the doorbells of the complex until #6 answered. he didn't have the landlord's number. and i hate her anyway so i didn't really want to call. #6 went with me through the basement to the other part of the building and used his insurance card to slip open the lock. thanks #6, you rock.

now i must continue packing, because we are supposed to be in the middle of moving here.