Monday, September 29, 2008

I'm now fairly confident that G didn't read my diary in the sixth grade

...because I just spent 20 minutes trying to pop the lock on it with no success. Various methods were employed, involving paper clips, bobby pins, and a screwdriver. No such luck.

It is KILLING ME. There is so much juicy adolescent awesomeness to be rediscovered. But the stupid little metal lock is thwarting my efforts.
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  1. DouglasSeptember 30, 2008 at 12:08 AM

    Try a luggage key. Works every time.

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  2. HannahSeptember 30, 2008 at 8:27 AM

    So it was YOU! (I thought about a luggage key, but I can't find one.)

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  3. JulesSeptember 30, 2008 at 9:07 PM

    No one locks their luggage anymore- no wonder you do not have a key. Just bust the lock off. That's what I would do! Be destructive. You'll get far.

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  4. DouglasSeptember 30, 2008 at 10:25 PM

    I was just playing with your mind . . .

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