I'm still deciding whether it was a blonde moment or not. Who am I kidding? I've been known to have these lapses of unbelievable stupidity.
I lost all of my keys. That included keys to all doors in the apartment and the keys to the gate and back door of my parent's house. They're all lumped in a hook that I usually attach to a belt holder on my pants. People at work especially know me because of the jangly sound my keys make when I walk.
It must've been caught in between the gaps of a bus seat and got stuck. It happened before, tearing the belt holder from one of my shorts. One would think I'd've learned my lesson then. Ha-ha.
I've always meant to have those keys better organized but I never got around to doing so. And now, I have to deal with duplicating my flatmate's keys. It might be for the better though as new flatmates are moving in to the apartment soon and they needed copies of the house and room keys.
The other day, the current flatmate mentioned how he misses Daryl's company and the three-way banter we used to have when we eat together. By the end of the month, two guys will be moving in with us and I could tell we have a reality comedy on its way: Welcome to the Pinoy Gay Brother house.
On the bright side, I'll prolly have plenty of things to blog about by then.
5 comments:
aaaaww...didn't the monkey hanging on your bag remind you that your keys are gone? haha :P
I like the Slash hair look, the way it is :)
monkeyboy, you need to get a grip. fine, i overwork myself to death and all that, but i don't lose my keys, moreso, my sanity. well, there's none to lose in the first place. LoL
learn to smoke with me. light up a stick, and start breathing it in. it should put everything in place.
Monkey where'd you put the keys boy? - hehe, I just couldn't get enough of Tori :)
i told you: i tried smoking before: i just never got the hang of it. not that i didn't try.
i still find that strange, considering i'm prone to various addictions.
hmm... chocolates, then?
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