Day Three and I still haven't left my apartment

This dude’s pretty hip. He always reminds me to take my keys with me when I leave, not that I have yet but when I do, he’ll be there to remind me.

Some people have baby momma drama. Not me, I suffer from phone drama. The latest on my phone drama, my charger decided to be a bitch and stop working. I took it apart, fucked with it and with a little purple electrical tape I got things working. Score! Tomorrow, day 4, I plan on leaving my apartment. I will not become a shut in, I don't even have a T.V.