Nov 18, 2008 16:40
My phone, my ID aaaand my ATM card are all accounted for. The phone was right where it is supposed to be on my desk, in it's little organizer. My cards were in a pair of recently mended army pants that I forgot I had started wearing, so I didn't bother to look in the pockets.
God. What a giant yardsale.
Anyways.
This house has ZERO snackies. Which is great. Except when one is so hungry they could eat their own hand.
**Edited to add: I found whiskey peach pecan ice cream in the freezer. Good things come to those who forage.