i have lost something really important. i choose to say misplaced, with the hope that it will turn up somewhere. the realist in me says that this will not happen, however. the apartment is so small, searching high and low doesn't take too long.
this sucks. i cannot believe that i have done this. yes, sometimes i am a bit messy, but organized, and never one to loose something so important. i always know where everything is. [insert some awful screeching sound here.]