My phone ran out of power so I looked for the charger. Ten minutes and all obvious places later, I realized that I had never unpacked from my trip to California ten days ago. Oops.
Bigger oops, this led to the realization that I haven’t brushed my hair in ten days. Yeah. I really don’t think anyone would notice–the joys of straight hair–but still, I can’t help being a teeny bit impressed with my own sloth.
In further laziness news, I can only find my way back to my own blog via Google reader. It’s like not being able to remember my own name. Well, or maybe not being able to remember my own phone number, which I admit sometimes happens.