So, last night I had a bit of a scare with a happy ending. When I was getting ready to leave for work at IB, I loaded up my pockets with then normal excess amount of baggage that I lug around with me: my giant-ass keychain, my iPhone, my iPod, and, wait..., where the hell is my wallet? I thought hard. I hadn't left the house but once all day
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