You know, sometimes I feel so in control of myself and my surroundings, it scares me. Then a day passes and I am back to being the stupid cow I usually am. Take for instance my jump drive, which contains all my contractor stuff, budgets, invoices and Spree articles I've written or drafted. I left the fucking thing in a random PC in Philadelphia, and I am now a frantic, bummed out, bitch on wheels. Nothing new there, I suppose.
I hope you get it back, Jen! If it is any consolation my life is just one Stupid Thing of the Day connected to another by a series of minor mishaps.
Posted by: Em | June 30, 2007 at 10:28 PM