Less cranky today but still a bit sad. Somewhere on Wednesday afternoon as I was getting myself from Toronto to DC, I lost my fountain pen. It was a graduation gift from one of my closest friends and I'm really sad that it's gone. Oh, and I've lost my bank card too.
Other than that the world is rosy. I'd particularly like to find my bank card, though, because I want new clothes. I'm tired of jeans. I want ridiculous dresses and seamed stockings. I want clothes that fit how I curve. Guess I should phone the bank.
Other than that the world is rosy. I'd particularly like to find my bank card, though, because I want new clothes. I'm tired of jeans. I want ridiculous dresses and seamed stockings. I want clothes that fit how I curve. Guess I should phone the bank.
semicynical:
I found my pen! Can the bank card be far behind?