My keys have officially been missing now for over 48 hours. I'm losing my mind. I had to bum a ride to work today (45 minutes late) and stay two and a half hours later than needed in order to get another ride home. And I had to beg a key off the secretary so I could get into my room. A wee embarrassing, if you ask me. So, basically I'm on the verge now of calling the fam up in So Jo and inquiring as to someone's ability to drive a spare key down here. This won't prevent problems with the secretary tomorrow, but it will at least allow me the freedom my Quentin (car) has to offer.
Trials and Testimony
3 years ago
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