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I am packrat #32
Seriously.
I tore my room apart, I tore through every box of accumulated bills and crap. No dice.
So, there I am. Sitting on the floor, my back to the side of the couch, and the cat in my arms. And I'm staring at the Castle of Lions, which sits on the bar and has action figures hanging off of it. And it hits me. I once stored the Bowie tickets in the Castle, and maybe that's where I put my ssc.
I eventually let the cat go. She's snuggly, but not happy being cuddled.
Wandering over to the bar produces two things: a need to dust, and me poking at the Castle. First poke produces nothing except Glitchbob. Tilting my head, I spot paper in the main computer section and end up standing on tiptoes to reach through one of the side panels... Bingo.
Card is now esconced in my wallet, and after my interview/etc, I will be handing it over to Timey's lockbox.
So. No need to get a new one, AND, I have an interview. And hair dye. Need a uniform color rather than three. Mwahah.
I tore my room apart, I tore through every box of accumulated bills and crap. No dice.
So, there I am. Sitting on the floor, my back to the side of the couch, and the cat in my arms. And I'm staring at the Castle of Lions, which sits on the bar and has action figures hanging off of it. And it hits me. I once stored the Bowie tickets in the Castle, and maybe that's where I put my ssc.
I eventually let the cat go. She's snuggly, but not happy being cuddled.
Wandering over to the bar produces two things: a need to dust, and me poking at the Castle. First poke produces nothing except Glitchbob. Tilting my head, I spot paper in the main computer section and end up standing on tiptoes to reach through one of the side panels... Bingo.
Card is now esconced in my wallet, and after my interview/etc, I will be handing it over to Timey's lockbox.
So. No need to get a new one, AND, I have an interview. And hair dye. Need a uniform color rather than three. Mwahah.