:: Closing Time ::

:: Friday, June 28, 2002 ::

It's 4:00 AM. In an hour, I'm leaving to fly to Oklahoma City for the national Botball conference.

Without my camera.

Yeah, it fucking looks like I lost it, and you have no idea how pissed I am. The last time I can honestly -swear- I had it with me was Kate's graduation party, June 9th. It's now June 28th. Practically three weeks later.

I don't think I had it in Gloucester, when we went to Katess'. I know I never took it to the beach.

It might be in Destech, but why? I only took my laptop to destech, and I only put my camera in my laptop case when I need to take them both somewhere, which I didn't.

I'm pissed, I'm sad, I'm worried, I'm annoyed, I'm ready to shoot myself in the face for -possibly- being so stupid. I simply cannot believe I might have lost it. I'm going to Oklahoma without it, but if any of you find it I'll be indebted to you forever. It's sure as hell not in my house, I've turned that over three times.

I found my cell phone. Find a $90 phone, lose a $350 camera. Dude, it's a fair tradeoff. No, no it's fucking not. I hate life. arrrrrrrrg.
:: Peter 4:08 AM [+] ::
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