I’ve lost misplaced something very important. Only two people know what I’ve lost misplaced and only one of them stops by regularly so I trust her not to rat me out (Hi, Louise). And the other is Will and I dare him he has been very supportive of my being a loser. Although, had it been him who lost it, I’m sure I would have given him a royal arse chewing. I’m not going to post what it is because it makes me feel really freaking stooopid. It can be replaced with a couple of emails and I’m sure some verbal thrashing, but I’ll take my lumps. Did I mention that I have to give those to whom I’m begging a deadline?
Damn. I hate losing stuff.