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clevermanka) wrote2012-01-15 08:50 am
clevermanka) wrote2012-01-15 08:50 am
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Best. Date. Ever.
Yesterday I decided that I needed to get out of the house so I could run around town and get my mind off the crap that was Friday night. After a bit of hemming and hawing, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mckitterick decided to come along with me so we could make it a date day. There is something very odd and very wonderful about our relationship that we (for the most part) enjoy running errands together. No, I have no idea. Whatever. Like most things about our relationship, I have no idea of the why or how, but it works for us, so I don't bother trying to figure it out.
We hit a ton of places, for various things: the auto parts store, a couple thrift stores, the hardware store, grocery store, drug store, a couple of the big box stores on the south side of town. I mean, we really made a day of it. We headed home just as the sun was setting, and picked up a movie to watch for when we got settled in back at home.
We never watched the movie. Guess why?
We had lost the house keys somewhere in our jaunts about town and we were totally locked out of the house.
Okay, so this was looking to be Good Times and we were both getting a little stressed as we emptied our pockets and shopping bags and searched the car. Twice. Then called the locksmith company. Who didn't answer. And finally walked around the house, trying to figure out which window to break.
And I decided. You know what? This was funny. This was some really funny shit, and we were lucky as hell that it was an incredibly warm day for mid-January in Kansas, and the sunset was still beautiful, and as of right that moment we were on a motherfucking adventure y'all.
We were also lucky that we were able to get into the garage, andmckitterick hauled out The Big Guns: His electric drill and the sawzall. Over the next hour and a half (yeah, it was pretty dark and cold by the time we finally got in the house), we pretty much destroyed the back sliding door. But we didn't have to break any glass, and the door is still moderately functional, although it's literally barred from the inside, so one can't get in the back door if it's "locked" right now.
Once inside, I got dinner in the oven and we proceeded to get smashed. We sat at the table and listened to great music, and talked, and listened to more music and then got more smashed and talked some more. I started to fall asleep at the table around 11:30 and crawled up to bed.
Maybe we'll watch the movie tonight. But I bet it won't be nearly as entertaining a two hours as breaking into our own house was. Oh,mckitterick. I love you. You really do know how to show this girl a good time. That was fantastic.
BTW, hell yes I videoed a lot of the break-in (reason number 3,697 why I try to have my camera with me at all times), and as soon as I can convincenataliesee to help me with video editing, that baby is going on YouTube.
mckitterick decided to come along with me so we could make it a date day. There is something very odd and very wonderful about our relationship that we (for the most part) enjoy running errands together. No, I have no idea. Whatever. Like most things about our relationship, I have no idea of the why or how, but it works for us, so I don't bother trying to figure it out. We hit a ton of places, for various things: the auto parts store, a couple thrift stores, the hardware store, grocery store, drug store, a couple of the big box stores on the south side of town. I mean, we really made a day of it. We headed home just as the sun was setting, and picked up a movie to watch for when we got settled in back at home.
We never watched the movie. Guess why?
We had lost the house keys somewhere in our jaunts about town and we were totally locked out of the house.
Okay, so this was looking to be Good Times and we were both getting a little stressed as we emptied our pockets and shopping bags and searched the car. Twice. Then called the locksmith company. Who didn't answer. And finally walked around the house, trying to figure out which window to break.
And I decided. You know what? This was funny. This was some really funny shit, and we were lucky as hell that it was an incredibly warm day for mid-January in Kansas, and the sunset was still beautiful, and as of right that moment we were on a motherfucking adventure y'all.
We were also lucky that we were able to get into the garage, and
mckitterick hauled out The Big Guns: His electric drill and the sawzall. Over the next hour and a half (yeah, it was pretty dark and cold by the time we finally got in the house), we pretty much destroyed the back sliding door. But we didn't have to break any glass, and the door is still moderately functional, although it's literally barred from the inside, so one can't get in the back door if it's "locked" right now. Once inside, I got dinner in the oven and we proceeded to get smashed. We sat at the table and listened to great music, and talked, and listened to more music and then got more smashed and talked some more. I started to fall asleep at the table around 11:30 and crawled up to bed.
Maybe we'll watch the movie tonight. But I bet it won't be nearly as entertaining a two hours as breaking into our own house was. Oh,
mckitterick. I love you. You really do know how to show this girl a good time. That was fantastic. BTW, hell yes I videoed a lot of the break-in (reason number 3,697 why I try to have my camera with me at all times), and as soon as I can convince
nataliesee to help me with video editing, that baby is going on YouTube.