...well, i've committed my first act of breaking and entering...but it was into my own apartment, so i think i'm safe from the authorities...yeah, being the quintessential space cadet that i am, i ran out of the apartment last night without my keys, and 3 steps down the stairwell, that tiny part of my brain which is actually reasonable and on top of things (which obviously had been spacing out the previous 5 minutes or so, at least) snapped awake as i was about to take my 4th step and screamed, 'you idiot! you forgot your keys!' i have to give it credit, though, for waking up BEFORE i stepped out into the freezing cold and locked myself out of the building entirely, let alone my own apartment...i was supposed to be picking up teddy at 9pm from trader joes, but this obviously wasn't going to happen...so just about a week ago, teddy had called me at work jubilantly claiming to have broken into my apartment w/ a cta transit card...i couldn't find one in my wallet, and my ids and various cards were way to thick to do the trick...i used various bits of junk mail i could find and ripped those up pretty good...i reluctantly resorted out of sheer desperation to using the insert for my SY bad moon rising cd which i'd grabbed for the ride...i ripped that one pretty good too damn it...and then i searched the seemingly bottomless abyss that is my purse, and found not ONE but TWO CTA transit cards...crapola...i should've looked through my purse before resorting to my bad moon rising insert...it still took me a few minutes of jiggling and wiggling, but i did manage to break into my apartment...
...then i get down to my car, and it's got a lovely layer of snow, but just on the windshield in the front and back, and since i have wipers on both, i didn't think it would be a big deal, and i got in, turned on the engine, turned on both windshield wipers, only to be greeted by that SCRAPE SCRAPE sound of sheer ice refusing to budge...so i get out of the car and search my trunk for a snow/ice scraper, dropping the f-bomb to the north south east and west, and find a discarded piece of cardboard box instead...so i scrape my windshields w/ that the best i can, and w/ the wipers and wiper fluid, i manage to get the windows clean enough to be able to drive without endangering human lives...SHEESH...
...i'm not even gonna tell you about my blockbuster woes when teddy & i tried to get a video to go over to his brother's place...
see, now that thanksgiving's over, i'm back to bitchin' and moanin'...
on that lovely note, if anyone's interested, my friend nanette & the wicker park grace project are holding advent services every sunday starting tomorrow until the sunday before christmas from 6:30-7:30 pm @ st. paul's community church at 2215 w. north ave just west of cold comfort farm deli...we're combining art and music and reflection to make it an interactive experience...not really religious...it's welcome to people of all faiths and walks of life...this week's theme will be 'darkness (and possibility)'...i'm gonna lend nanette my sufjan stevens christmas cds to play some of the selections possibly...
ok...bye!