So here goes, Ok, I had just gotten home from my bass lessons, I got out of the car, picked up my coat, book and bass and was heading up to the house. On the way I got distracted by some milk weed plants, or rather their seed pods that dry up and release these weightless seeds attatched to fuzzy white flaoter things.. they drift really far in the wind and it just happened to be a very windy day. I saw this and of course.. 'OOH FUZZIES!! ( ^o^)/*\' and played around with them for awhile until they had all drifted off. Soooo.. I continue up to the house, get to the porch and realize I can't find my damn purse. So, I set my book down and then walk over to a chest and set my bass against it so it won't fall while I look around. I'm looking all over the place and looking and looking and starting to get pissed bc my house keys are in there so I can't get in. I go back to the car, back to the weeds, look around and around. Nothing. Starting to freak. 'Shit.'

So I decide that somehow I must have had my purse with me after the lessons bc I always keep my car key with me in my purse and my car key is now in my hand ( o_o)/* <- key Eventually I decide that since I can't even call mom w/o my cell (which is also in the accursed purse), I drive into town to the library, find mom at her desk and do my little 'OMG Help!! PURSE FIND!! LOST!! AHHHH!!! ( /@O@)\' jig around her desk. So mom calls Francais who cannot find it at the music shop either. Mom and I then checked the car again, no luck. So mom tells her boss she's leaving to help me look since my largest fear was that I had left it on TOP of the car and it was laying IN the road somewhere being smashed to pieces AND the sun was going down already so I didn't have much time to look. So we take off home in seperate vehicles. I got there first and looked around some more by the car and weeds and showed mom when she got there. Still nothing so I walk up to the house and onto the porch.

...And there it sits, that DAMN PURSE is sitting right below my book, on the floor. So of course, you must realize this means that after I 'lost' said purse, I walked over and SET it on the floor, then set my book on the bench above it and THEN put my bass down and once again looked around for the damn thing a few times w/o even seeing it.

Mom: *snort* 'I'm going back to work now...' /(^x^\ ) ( ;¬.¬) Me: 'ya ok... stupid purse.'
O_o... :siiiiiiiiigh: Ppl don't believe sometimes when I say I'm dense.. I'm only going to add this instance to my arsenal of 'you have NO idea..'. God I FEEL STUPID -_-;

Ok, enough making fun of meh o_o; Does anyone know someone who would be interested in hosting my Jrock Wallpapers site.. I really need somewhere to put them permanently. Anyyyyyone? ^^;