I managed to remember my lunch today (sometimes a rare occurance), but forgot my entire backpack, which contains my current reading book (A Tree Grows in Brooklyn), my current writing books (journal, full sized notebook, the little brain dump notebook, and assorted index cards), and my box o' pencils.
I feel like I'm missing an arm. And what am I gonna do during lunch??
If I lived in "the cloud," I wouldn't hafta be in mourning.
4 comments:
Sounds like a good reason to hit the campus bookstore. :)
Ah, if only I had such a thing!
Ah... I see... erm... Sounds like a good reason for a trip during lunch! To the nearest stationer/bookstore/office supply!
Okay fine, that's just my reaction to having this happen... I left my pen case at home one day and went and bought quite a few just to satisfy the small child whose favorite toy is lost that was crying inside me. :)
I very much like the way you think...
I settled for a little mechanical pencil therapy. But man, I miss my notebooks!
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