My precious!
I've been kind of upset over losing that notebook. It had irreplacable data. Thoughts, memories, notes, e-mail adresses, and plans. I finally had to start telling myself that it was lost and I should accept that. I even bought another notebook as a replacement.
So, last night I was cutting a cake at work. I looked over at a notebook on a desk.
"Hey! That looks like my lost notebook. Maybe I should check it?"
"That's not your notebook! It just looks like yours. You shouldn't go poking around in someone else's notebook."
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to just open a page and check."
O.O IT'S MY NOTEBOOK!!!!!
*does a little happy dance*
So, last night I was cutting a cake at work. I looked over at a notebook on a desk.
"Hey! That looks like my lost notebook. Maybe I should check it?"
"That's not your notebook! It just looks like yours. You shouldn't go poking around in someone else's notebook."
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to just open a page and check."
O.O IT'S MY NOTEBOOK!!!!!
*does a little happy dance*