Yeah, I'm back where I should be, and I'd really appreciate it if that NEVER HAPPENS AGAIN. Yesterday was very disturbing. And since I didn't show up for work yesterday (thanks a lot,
Andrew), they told me not to show up today for what was supposed to be my last day. Great.
Now I'm leaving for Africa in two days, and my prosthetic eye is gone. As in missing. Again, thanks to my former roommate. How bad did my karma-ness have to get for Andrew to take a joyride inside my brain? And I wasn't planning on being the freakish pirate guy when I try to go through customs. It has to be somewhere, I've just gotta find it.
But at least I've got my passport and all my paperwork. Packing? Not gonna take long to finish, 'cause I'm not taking much with me.