Let them have cake!
Mar. 5th, 2004 03:33 pmAt some point this morning I noticed that there was something on the chair in our living room. I went over to it and picked up a piece of paper that was on top of the plastic container. The paper was a card, and the plastic container held a cake. It said "Happy Birthday Sarah" and appeared to be from her parents.
mllesarah's birthday is Sunday. But she left for spring break yesterday--for the second year in a row, she'll spend her birthday overseas--and is at her house now with the aforementioned parents and a sister who made her a birthday cake. My other roommates have left as well (I'm still here because I actually had a test today, and anyway my parents can't come get me until tomorrow). So there is no one here to eat the cake but me. I had a piece even though my gastrointestinal system seems out to get me today, and it was tasty. It's weird to eat someone else's birthday cake when they are not even around to eat it themselves, but I wouldn't want it to go to waste. Cake is meant to be enjoyed! And, as fate would have it, Sarah called me as I was writing this paragraph, so I told her that her parents bought her a cake and I am eating it. So I feel at ease now (except my stomach still hurts a little ... oh well).
(Anyway, I will not much more of the cake, so if any Morris people read this and want cake, you know where to find it!)
I can't remember if I found it before or after I went to class--though I thought it was before--but even so, it seems someone must have knocked on the door either before I woke up at nine or when I was in class between 11:45 and 12:30, not gotten an answer, found that the door was open (one of my roommates has lost her key, so we're used to keeping it unlocked), and left the cake on the first flat surface they saw, which happened to be the chair in our living room. Which allowed me the rather unusual experience of finding a cake on a chair in my apartment.
(Anyway, I will not much more of the cake, so if any Morris people read this and want cake, you know where to find it!)
I can't remember if I found it before or after I went to class--though I thought it was before--but even so, it seems someone must have knocked on the door either before I woke up at nine or when I was in class between 11:45 and 12:30, not gotten an answer, found that the door was open (one of my roommates has lost her key, so we're used to keeping it unlocked), and left the cake on the first flat surface they saw, which happened to be the chair in our living room. Which allowed me the rather unusual experience of finding a cake on a chair in my apartment.
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Date: 2004-03-05 04:17 pm (UTC)And you really need to lock that door. It's for your safety. :)
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Date: 2004-03-05 08:21 pm (UTC)I definitely second that motion.
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Date: 2004-03-05 10:57 pm (UTC)This is a boring, small town, and stuff is rarely-to-never stolen around here ... and half the time my roommates are too lazy to lock the doors anyway. (Or unlock them, now that I think about it; many are the times I remember hearing a knock at the door and getting up from what I was doing to go open it, only to find one roommate standing out there saying, "Thanks, I was just too lazy." When all she had to do was pick a key out of her pocket and I, technically, exerted more effort? :-) Sigh.) Anyway, I'm the one with the computer, the stereo, the TV, the DVD player ... most things of worth that someone might want to take.
I am locking it before I leave tomorrow.
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Date: 2004-03-05 10:59 pm (UTC)And as for locking the doors, I know...
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Date: 2004-03-05 06:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-03-05 11:00 pm (UTC)I see a pattern forming here. :-)
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Date: 2004-03-06 12:52 pm (UTC)