I am a ninja.

Ok.

I'm late in telling this story, but the wait is worth it. I locked myself out of my house yesterday when I went out to jumprope. I had nothing but shoes, shorts, and a jumprope on me, and I had to eat, shower, fix food and be at work in none too long. What'd I do? I though, and while I thought, I jumproped. I thought there where only 2 ways in, and both where thru a window in a second story house. I asked the neighbors who where a paint company if they would help, but they had no ladder, so I had to go fer plan B, which was stupid and....well, stupid. Plan B involved this corridor here, which is about 15 feet up in the air. I have to get into the clown house on the right, and the window is about 6 or 6 feet from the opening of the tunnel. I gotta spider climb between them allong these houses to my roommates window, pry it open with my fingers, and yank out the screen...then crawl into the window. This is why it was plan B. Cuz it's dumb. However, I did it. I channeled the spirit of spider man and successfully wall crawled.

I gotta say, this real world victory over the forces of unluck has made me even happier I did PcP. I can jump hurdles I would have fallen flat on before. OR...that could be the adrenaline rush from NOT DYING 15 feet in the air, tho. Either way, I feel good.

toodles all, go be ninjas! GO TEAM BADASS!
Hercules out.