hypochondria!
You know how in really goofy detective movies, some guy is looking for some other guy and he thinks he's hiding under the bed or something and he whips back the sheets and yells, "Aha!" but the guy is never there. And then the first guy acts all sheepish.
That's how I feel right now. I'm looking for my medical tape and I can't figure out for the life of me where the heck it is. I don't even need it that badly I just know that I have some and know that it's here somewhere. I will find it!
Also, I've regressed. There's been some sort of cosmic error. I didn't turn 20 I, I turned 10.
Because when I was reading my book I positioned my new teddy bear so it looked like he was reading it with me. And everytime I turned a page I made sure he could "see."
Ugh! Where is the damn tape? Maybe the bear took it...
That's how I feel right now. I'm looking for my medical tape and I can't figure out for the life of me where the heck it is. I don't even need it that badly I just know that I have some and know that it's here somewhere. I will find it!
Also, I've regressed. There's been some sort of cosmic error. I didn't turn 20 I, I turned 10.
Because when I was reading my book I positioned my new teddy bear so it looked like he was reading it with me. And everytime I turned a page I made sure he could "see."
Ugh! Where is the damn tape? Maybe the bear took it...