7:11 PM

Yesterday, I locked myself out of the apartment with no cell phone while Rachel was at an overnight folk festival and Colleen was in New York at a four-day therapy workshop. I walked around the house and saw that Rachel's window was open, but there was a screen, so I took off down the street to Dana and Beckie's apartment to borrow a knife. I rang the doorbell, but nobody came, so I threw pebbles at their windows. Still no one came, so I walked back to my house, caught my next-door neighbor as she was heading inside and borrowed a steak knife. I walked back over to my house, hacked Rachel's screen in with the knife, dumped out the contents of the recycling bin, turned it over, stood on it and boosted myself in through the window, tucking and rolling onto her desk.
I felt like Lara Croft.