In which my apartment slowly but surely moves upstairs

When I returned from class on Friday, my apartment door was just a little further east than it had been when I left. It's been steadily moving east ever since, and now it has begun to make its way up the steps. I'm not exactly sure where it's headed or how long it will take to get there, but I have a strong suspicion that it's headed for the Andys' apartment.

Ok, so that part is obviously fabricated. My entire apartment isn't moving up there, but the stuff IN it is. Beich's first day here, he came down and borrowed two dining room chairs. On Friday night, he borrowed the VCR. And today . . . well, that's another story . . .

I returned from church this afternoon and called my brother to chit-chat. After a while, someone knocked on the door and when I bid my guests enter, in walked no other than Beich and Andy. (Andy was singing -- isn't that sweet??) They grabbed the other two dining room chairs and I said, "What are you doing?" Since I was still on the phone, they didn't say anything. Then I said, "You're taking my chairs?" in an incredulous tone.Andy said, "Yeah" and stood there looking at me. I said, "Ok . . . " and they picked up the booty and walked out. As they were leaving, I said to my brother, "I should have told them they couldn't take them until they returned the other two . . . AND the VCR."
~MJ