day one.

I locked myself in my own bathroom today.  DAY ONE.  Sobbing on my new bathroom floor is not a good look for me.  Luckily, my newfound superhero came and saved me.  Livid that this would happen, he went to the neighbour to find my landlord.  I was saved.  While crying on my bathroom floor.  In my attempt to break free the doorknob fell off.  I was eventually saved after taking a chunk out of my skin, kicking the door four times, and bruising my hand while trying to pull the door open all while ruining my mascara, naturally.

Other things went well today.  I love my apartment minus the bathroom door.  The superhero impressed me--talk about the right place at the right time.

I have no real need for cable.  I officially live on the loudest and craziest street ever.  The people watching is superb.

My boxspring broke today.... greeeat.

Wine makes my world better.

So does stealing Wifi.  Even if it is dreadfully slow Wifi.