I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I lost my keys again.
I swear I had them this morning, so I probably lost them out and about. I had to go grocery shopping and swung by Staples - neither of those two stores nor work had them. I called all three.
I also had a raging migraine by the time I stopped by the studio and found out my keys weren't there. I still do. The anxiety is not helping. Blargh.
FML . Fuck this week.
PS - I'm sorry! I'll try to do a book related update soon, and not the Rude song analysis one I'd like to do. That kinda ties into book with narration analysis and logic fails of that song.