Well, I went out to load my car this afternoon, and well, my car is child-proof, so it keeps all but the driver’s door locked when you park. Yeah, it’s annoying as hell. Anyway, my sis was the last to drive my car. I walked to the driver’s door and it was locked with my keys dangling in the ignition. Yeah, thanks sis.

Breaking in to an ‘03 Concorde isn’t quite like it was with my ‘92 Caddy. There was no running wire hangers down these windows. Yeah, so my mom starts screaming at me for not carrying a spare set of keys in my purse. Well, mother, I never leave my keys in the car and thus, having my main set and my ONLY spare set both in my purse would be pretty dumb, eh? Especially considering how easily purses can be “misplaced”. I keep my spare set in my house.

Ugh so yeah luckily my dad had some ingenuity. (I got that from him). He went to the farm, gathered some PCB pipe and sturdier wire. He used the pipe as a wedge and ran the wire through the door frame and used it to actually pull the door handle. It only took three tries. Of course, the procedure left some scratches and some chipped paint, just a week after I got my car all prettified. I just can’t win.

However, my parents got a dish this week, so I guess the 200 movies I’ve watched in the last 24 hours make up for it. I’m not looking forward to going back to West Lafayette. Well, going back to work. The city isn’t bad. Oh, and I’m shopping for another dog. It’s clear that Snippy needs a partner in crime. Looks like it’s time for me to live on petfinder.com again…

I’ve actually been in the Xmas spirit, though—singing sings and being jolly. I’m even being nice to my sister’s new b/f. It’s like I’ve been reborn. Praise the lord! Hallelujah! hehe. Ok bye.