thought i couldn't compete with jen's punishing chicago weather, but aha! we win! though the mercury has been hovering at around fifteen-twenty degrees, we clinched the crappy living situation award when joe jolted me awake last night because, o yes, the building was on fire. though he found me a pimp coat and i found pants, he got stuck on the sidewalk in a plaid blanket from the salvation army. very, well, chief joseph. 95% of my injuries came from cramming the cats into duffel bags and shimmying down the fire escape.

lmo: so our building is on fire.
mom: ...
lmo: it wasn't me!

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