Well, it was bound to happen...

Most of you who know me are well aware that I'm extremely forgetful and I tend to lose (in most cases temporary) random, but fairly important shit : cell phone, keys, whatever...And on a typical week, I'll leave the apartment for work, lock it up, run downstairs, realize I've forgotten something or misplaced it, and have to run back up and search for it. This is just how I roll, always have, always will, don't really know why (except for the loss of too many braincells due to smoking too much pot and drinking too much booze--which also makes me extremely forgetful). Last time I lost my cell phone I had only had it a week and then my drunken ass got into a cab, pulled it out for a drunk dial, and apparently put it on the seat and forgot about it. After searching the ground near the locations where the cabbie picked us up and dropped us off, I still didn't find it but was determined because, well, cell phones are fucking expensive. Anyway, I was so pissed that I actually went to the skeevy lost and found dept of the damn cab company! I was shocked when I actually found it too. So it wasn't much of a surprise that I lost my mini-wallet (and my ID, and my debit card) at a bar last night after the Halloween parade festivities. Just another goner..