At kasey’s. Not at sushi dinner with piratedan. This is because my housekeys are still at work. Oops.
and then, michael, who was going to bring me my keys from work, discovered he’d left his key in his car this morning, which resulted in the one honest person in chicago removing the key, locking the car, and leaving a note on his dash (not in that order) to call them to get the key. then of course they didn’t answer their phone. this necessitated tang and kh ferrying my keys to me from work, while michael waited on a callback.
then i discovered that my moblog script was broken. and i don’t have the faintest idea why, because it was working. it just spontaneously decided not to work any longer. i do not approve of today.
