Locked Out.

We waited hours and hours to get back into the apartment this morning. I finally took a clean shower and now I'm at Rooster and Moon so I can work on my feature article. Even if we don't go into work, we work at home. It's a perk, I suppose.

So here's what happened yesterday.

We missed church due to exhaustion from the day before. In the afternoon, we went to Aurora.

I don't remember what I was saying..

We walked for forever.

Pit bathroom stop.

HAHA unproportional body...

This marked the beginning of our homeless troubles. We stayed at the Brown Palace lobby until we knew what and where we wanted to go. Eunice ended up going to the 303 party without us, since she was all dressed anyway.

Here's the lowdown on that: it was the music issue release party for June. I wasn't working or anything, but our names were on the list to get in for free. It would have been a night of cocktails, music, and socializing. But, everyone seemed to have the same conclusion about the night: boring, and our EIC was a sloppy drunk. No, I suppose we didn't miss out on anything much. Anyway, there's a "boylesque" show on Tuesday night in the literal clocktower downtown, as a "kick off" for PrideFest. Probably a night of naked men on stage again. Hm..

Mr. Nose Wart explains our unfortunate situation.

So we stayed the night at Eunice's apartment talking and watching movies.