Tonight my cat locked me out of my apartment.  For the second time in the last month.  And I had to break back in.  Again.

I came in from an already late night evening (2 a.m. on a Wednesday, for crying out loud).  It was a going away party for Katie P.  One of those evenings when all you want to do at the end is fall asleep on the couch.  So I had dropped off my stuff and was standing in the hall talking to my neighbor Cole and click, the deed was done.  The cat had locked me out.  Again.

Cole rescued me.  God bless him, that boy weaseled his way into my apartment without breaking so much as a pane of glass.  It was more complicated this time.  There were screws involved.  

Last time this happened (um, last month) Sarah and I had to cut my metal screen with her keys.  Since that time, they have installed a temporary window AC unit while my replacement air conditioner is on order.

It is now past 3 a.m. and I have work tomorrow… sigh.