Ha fucking ha.

[trinityofone]

Okay, I reported the fact that my doorknob was broken TWO DAYS AGO.

Not only has the accommodations office done NOTHING ABOUT IT, I now find that the knob has gotten worse, and I am now, quite literally, stuck in my room.

*bites back scream, as may need it later when she STILL CAN'T GET OUT*

ETA: Also, I'm HUNGRY, dammit! And where is all the food? NOT IN HERE!

ETA2: I've been rescued! The combined efforts of siriaeve, suitemates Jean and Kate, and an elderly locksmith who hopefully did not see my naked David Hewlett alien sex ritual birthday card. It was kind of like cesperanza's Rodney's Last Message, except without the heroics or the vague implication that I might get to sex John later. Or, ooh! It was kind of like GUP, except I was not struck upon the head, and thus did not hallucinate Rodney McKay come to talk me through it. Damn. Maybe next time?

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[siria]

Is it still opening from the outside? Because maybe if you, uh, drop your swipe card out your window to me? And then I can let myself into the building and try to force it from the outside?

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

If you want to try that, I'm game. *facepalm x1 Bagillion*

I DIDN'T ASK TO BE RAPUNZEL!

[siria]

Okay, give me five minutes, ten tops, and I shall be over there. Just have to grab my laptop and my notes.

Uh. I would say don't go anywhere, but that seems redundant.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

*laughs through her tears*

I am so, so sorry.

[siria]

Oh, and shall ring your bell to let you know I'm there, then go around to your window and see about rescuing you. Mmkay? Mmkay. *dashes off*

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Wait, Jean heard me pounding! I slipped the key under and I'm free! Are you still there?

free already

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

And I was just going to send you my burned offerings ...

Next time...

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

...you should cut to the chase and sacrifice a goat!

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

NEVER COMPARE ME TO TOM CRUISE AGAIN!

Other than that, yes, it was totally funny.

Have I ever told you the story of the time Wesley Snipes got stuck in spazatron's bathroom?

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

spazatron's father knows Wesley Snipes' agent--I think? Yes, well anyway, there was this agent party, and some clients, Wesley Snipes among them, were there. And the party was going along, nice and fun with a whole lotta schmoozing, when all of a sudden someone went, "Hey, where's Wes?" Or possibly, "Dude, I really need to pee." And it was discovered that the bathroom door was stuck, and when they got it open, Wesley Snipes was sitting on the floor, as he had been stuck in there for HOURS. You'd think, being an action star, he would have tried to make a brave escape through a window or something, but no! He was waiting nice and patient to be rescued. Aww. The end.

You owe me your story when we next see each other!

[slodwick.livejournal.com]

EEP!! *sends positive door and snack vibes your way*

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

I am FREE! And I have PRINGLES!

*g* Thank you for the vibes!

[aurora]

Ah, the sweet taste of freedom!

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Freedom tastes salty!