'The Killer In Me'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay, voice lessons.
Well, my night just took a turn for the crappy - I can't find my wallet. I looked in all the logical places and several logically illogical ones (like the fridge) and it's nowhere to be found. I called Walmart, where I last used it this evening, and nope. No wallet of that description. FML. I guess it's time to check my bank account?
Also, I then discovered that at some point in the last few days, Frankie peed on my yoga mat as it leaned up against the wall. ::sigh::
Wastebasket, near front door, coat pocket, in Walmart bag.
No, no, no, nope. Nor car, nor bathroom floor, nor fridge, nor any flat surface in my house...
Behind a piece of furniture you might have put it on? Between the car and the house?
Will check around furniture and in large puddle in front of house.
FOUND. Thank goodness. Had fallen out of hoodie pocket and slipped between edge of seat and door frame. Phew.
Yay, smonster.
Thanks, Epic and Beverly.
FOUND. Thank goodness. Had fallen out of hoodie pocket and slipped between edge of seat and door frame. Phew.
I'll second that Phew. I was going to say check the car again. I have "lost" my wallet a gazillion times in my car and it is often wedged under the seat in a way that makes it difficult to see.
Yay, smonster!
Yay smonster! I have more often "lost" my phone in my car, forgetting that I had pulled it out of my bag, and then it's either in the middle charging, or left on the seat. Which is one thing if it's in my garage, but another if I've parked it on the street...