after a fun night of delicious mexican food, gallery strolling, watching my friends get jumped, breaking out in hives, and too many drinks at the bar, i came home the next morning to find i had been locked out of the house.
i had to go get the ladder out of the car port and crawl in through the kitchen window.
i had my camera with me so i thought i would document it...this was not really the best idea seeing as i almost fell off the ladder, then a few moments later almost fell into the sink.
i felt like a real true cat burglar.
i think i am turning this adventure into a print of some sort...
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4 comments:
I love you in leopard print.
at least you're wearing a fabulous cheetah coat. all burglars must wear cheetah print. i'm making it a rule.
Ahh Larn, That reminds me of good times sneaking into your parents house in high school.
Glad you're still doing it in style. Although I prefer monkey bars instead of ladders.
you're like the dude from clarissa explains it all. OK!
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