Got locked out of my house and got to enact some  of my fantasies of breaking and entering. Jimmied a window, hopped an eleven foot fence, got barked at by a guard dog and still had to call my roommate to let me in the house at three am. hmmm, i should have tried using my bobby pins to pick the lock before breaking down and calling for help.

Also, makes me wonder about the security of my building if I could hop the fence after that much alcohol intake....