Left it on a plane or something!
Have you ever lost your everything notebook?
Hurts four times.
And I can't help but wonder what sticky thumbed mouthbreather is using my deep dark secrets and song lyrics and grocery shopping lists as casual in-flight browsing.
In other news, I'm in DC, I picked up my ticket to the ceremony today, shit hits the fan tomorrow, and the most appropriate way to describe Obamania is that it's like a love riot.
Riots of love.
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