Everyone is back from London. Tiff missed my cynicism (who knew?)
We're all tied down with homework that we all forgot to finish before we left. I personally have two acts of a play to read and a paper to finish for Tuesday.
Ah, I forgot to tell y'all about this little incident, although some know already. I was up till 3 on Saturday morning reading stuff online for the heck of it, and I went to the loo and my door shut behind me.
Problem was, the door was set to lock.
So, there I stood in my socks at 3 in the morning, pondering what to do. There was hardly anyone around at that hour, much less this weekend, and I wondered what I was supposed to do now.
There was the moment of panic, and then I calmly took off my socks (it was wet out), walked to the Manor in the dark, and opened the door.
Luck was SO on my side at that moment. There was some older guy walking OUT of the security office. I immediately saw my salvation.
He heard my plea, chuckled a bit at my distress, and then WALKED me down to the Carriage House AT THREE IN THE MORNING and unlocked my door for me. I may have been barefoot, but I was grateful.
After he left, I unlocked the door and left it that way for the rest of the weekend. No need for a repeat accident.
Not anything happening here. Seems like everyone's attempting to finish their work tonight. We dread the dawn...Mondays truly suck.
Gotta go! Celtic Anthrax might get to hang out after all!
Cheers,
Bec
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