The big excitement today was locking myself out of my bathroom. I don't know how this happened- I almost never lock the bathroom door, and certainly not when I'm home by myself, but I went to take a shower late this afternoon, and the door was stuck. I took the doorknob off the outside of the door, and screwed the lock open, and still, even though I could now turn the knob, the door would not open. It took several more minutes of jiggling, kicking, and freaking out before the door finally gave up the ghost and opened for me. It's a good thing, too, because I had somewhere to be shortly after, and I didn't want to call the landlord with the pre-shower green mud mask I had on my face. I'm probably going to have to call him about getting me a new doorknob, since I'm not sure I can trust the old one anymore. That's right, I'm going to lay all the blame for this one on the doorknob. Mainly because I'm sure if this issue was all a result of my being stupid, I would've locked myself out of the bathroom years ago.