I spent a few minutes of my drive to work yesterday trying to remember whether or not I was 22 or 23 years old.
Seems a bit early in life for thoughts like that.
Well, 23 won.
I spent a few minutes of my drive to work yesterday trying to remember whether or not I was 22 or 23 years old.
Seems a bit early in life for thoughts like that.
Well, 23 won.
I forgot to bring my billfold when dad and I went out eating at Red Lobster. It would have came in handy seeing that his card for one reason or another wouldn't go through when he tried to pay for the meal. Had to wait for mom to come down to bail us out.
Looked at a bag from Burger King after finishing my food that still had a sandwich in it. Put up the ketchup bottle and the next time I looked at the bag I somehow forgot about the sandwich and threw it in the garbage thinking it was trash.
Don't worry, dad managed to save the sandwich.
Last night, when I thought that using my desk chair (it has wheels!) to roll around the apartment was going to be easier than using the crutches, but then I forgot that there's a cord-catcher barring the entry to my bedroom and the chair got stuck on it and I smashed my non-broken foot directly into the wall trying to maneuver over it.
I have not. And I went and looked it up. Turns out, hey, its a wallet.
Why wouldn't you just call it a wallet?
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