Back in Black

Blogging is so over there isn't words enough for over. Which is usually when I catch on to things again. Like how I JUST bought a pair of Uggs that I resisted for years. (Don't worry little sheep your skin is going to great use, its 28 degrees here). Lots has been going on. This morning, while I was trying to mentally prepare for the new job tomorrow I had to rescue one of my more interesting friends from a typical situation. This time she had locked herself in her apartment. How does one do this? I don't know (something about a stripped lock). All I know is that I was requested to drag myself out of my toasty apartment at 10am on a Sunday to try to bust her out. Of course on the way over she already had flagged someone down in her hallway to no avail. So as I stood on the other side of her door we agreed the best thing was to call the locksmith who subsequently charged her an arm and a leg. Afterwards, she was despondant and all I could think of was to take her to the sample sale at my favorite boutique and spend her money. I've done my good deed for the day.

Has anyone noticed that you could slit your wrists on the edges of the macbook? uh design flaw hellooo.