TO THE DEATH.
Well, as in that I think that I killed the bat. On accident. When I grabbed it with my T-shirt and then threw him outside, where he proceeded to plop down.
Also, no one ever teaches you these things when you're growing up. I mean, someone out there must have some sort of seminar on how to get a bat the hell out of your apartment, but they're not really doing a good job of marketing it. Cause I would have liked to have had a copy nearby just a while ago.
So my attempts at battling the bat were pathetic. I took a broom because--well, it seemed like that's what anyone would use to fend off a bat. It didn't really get him outside like I had hoped. Instead it just flew around for 5 minutes. Then it crashed into the window, so I grabbed the T-shirt it was lying on when I found it out of the corner of my eye, grabbed the little bugger, walked out my apartment door and then out the main door.
It was kind of funny, because I let the door shut on me, so I couldn't get back in.
This was the first time I've ever been locked out, and I think I have a good excuse... I mean, I was fighting a friggin' bat, but I should probably never ever step outside without keys, cell phones, and shoes ever again.
Not that it was that cold out, but it's the f'n winter, so shoes would be nice.
I thought I was going to freeze or something since no one would be up at 2 AM, but fortunately I noticed that my neighbor's lights were on (which was weird, since no one was living there last I checked). So I got to meet my neighbor that way. Which is cool, I suppose.
Basically, all of this is to say that I'm probably not going to sleep much tonight, and that I have a meeting at work at 9 AM tomorrow and I'm probably screwed.
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