Today the universe is conspiring to slow me down. I am in a big hurry today because I have to pack up all of mine and Trixie's stuff so that she can get to Batavia and I can get to New Hampshire tomorrow. I purposefully procrastinated getting ready to leave so that today, my last day with The Beast, wouldn't be spent moping about and crying. I wanted to be busy today and I arranged everything so that I would have to haul ass to get out of here on schedule.
Well, now I am screwed.
Currently, I am locked out of my apartment without my cellphone.
Due to a set of rather odd circumstances I do have keys to Robin's house, so here I am, waitng for her to rescue me for the second time today. She already rescued me once today when she helped me fish my keys out from the sewer drain.
What? You didn't quite catch that? Oh no, I don't mind repeating. EARLIER TODAY I DROPPED MY KEYS DOWN THE SEWER GRATE IN THE STREET OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT. I FISHED THEM OUT WITH ROBIN'S HELP. NOW, SEVERAL HOURS LATER I AM LOCKED OUT AGAIN.
There are not enough capital letters in the world to convey my frustration right now.
It's not worth the energy to explain how I ended up locked out AGAIN. All I am willing to say at this point is that IT'S NOT MY FAULT. Yes, this is the type of scrape I am prone to find myself in, but this time it is NOT MY FAULT.
I don't anticipate blogging much for the next month. If anyone out there want to spend $1400 on me, I need an ibook. (Alex Blumberg, I'm looking at you. You are making tv money now, and I have been such a good imaginary girlfriend.) It is hard to post away from home without a laptop.
Robin's home! Rescuing me for the second time today! My hero.