sunday april 26

today i was alone at home, hanging out and watching basketball in my pajamas, with no intention of leaving the house. at one point, the doorbell rang and i went downstairs to answer it. while doing so, i managed to lock the door to our apartment behind me. not having my phone or keys on me, and being fairly underdressed for outdoors, i was resigned to spending most of the next hour in the tiny area in between the building's front door and our apartment's front door. by the time my roommates arrived home, brandishing keys, this room was beginning to feel a lot like a claustrophobic prison cell.


erin said...

aww. :(

DQ said...

I still think it's my fault. Sorry, friend!