Wednesday, November 22, 2006

waiting for the locksmith or someone like him

Just in time for thanksgiving, some fucking asshole attempted to burgle our building. The front door lock is all fucked up now. I am waiting for the locksmith instead of driving to syracuse. yay! I think it will probably cost one million dollars to fix. Plus, the cat sitter has the old key. *&%^$^$&%*^%@!#$%

I believe I will go eat a cupcake.


Clementine said...

Oh no! I hope your locks got fixed!

Also, my parents both hail from northern New York; Adams and Smithville, to be exact. Small world, eh? I hope you made it to Syracuse safely despite your late departure. Look on the bright side: at least it wasn't snowing. Ha!

Albert said...

I tend to be a little bit absent-minded at times. I used to lock myself out of my car and my apartment all the time (I still do). And I think I broke a world record for the number of times I have lost all my keys! Needless to say, the locksmith bills seriously started to add up (those bastards sure aren’t cheap!) and it was becoming a real pain in the ass having to replace my locks all the time. I knew that I had to do something about this problem. So I decided I would learn how to pick locks no matter what it took! At last I had discovered the TRUTH about lock picking! Despite what you're told, it's actually very easy to pick a lock!