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Blar. I've walked 4 miles tonight... and 2 of them were entirely unnecessary. I'd walked 2 miles earlier, and I had left my mother's cell phone in the pocket of the hoodie tied around my waist... then I left to pick up my mother and realized the cellphone was gone. And of course my thought was "oh FUCK, it fell out of my pocket while I was walking". So I got back home and proceeded to flip out; I did a quick doublecheck of the house and glanced over the car, and then proceeded to walk the 2 miles again, calling that phone from the other cell phone. And I had no luck.


So I was walking back up the driveway, discouraged, and I thought, "well, I guess I'll call it and look in the car and see if I can find it there... it's my last shot...". So of course there it is, wedged between the driver's-side door and seat, which is of course where it's been the whole damn time.


Blar. And now I'm tired, and vaguely depressed for no real reason at all. mehh....