Because I am as materialistic as I am sentimental (read: I buy tons of shit, and then can never get rid of it), it can be a bit hard for me to find things in my room, from time to time. I can't find the following:

-Transcripts (I hope I had the foresight to give them to my mom for safe keeping. Augh.)
-Snow Crash
-My leather case for my headphones.

( This was written on two hours of sleep and soya milk gone bad. You've been warned. )