2007 is off to a strange start; macguyver would not approve

yesterday i managed to lock myself in the bathroom. i accidentally slammed the door a little too hard and the lock fell onto the floor. when i tried to re-attach it to the bolt in the door, i only managed to push the bolt through the door.

i tried picking the lock with two hairpins, but i needed something in the shape of the missing bolt. thus, i tried to fashion a rectangular bolt out of some newspaper in my coat pocket. it didn't hold its shape well enough, so i put the hairpins inside the paper, which would have worked (or so i'd like to think) if my makeshift bolt had been a bit longer. thank goodness my cell phone was in my pocket. my roommate was still out of town, so i called my landlady, who was in a play. i spent the next two hours sending text messages, trying to find someone, anyone, who wanted to entertain pitiful universal muse trapped in her own wash closet.

my landlady finally arrived and pushed the bolt back through the door so i could put the lock back together and liberate myself. then she laughed at me.