Lost . . . And Cleaning

Lost in so many ways right now.

Lost my credit cards today -- panicked, and then realized they must be at home in my hallway bookcase, so I left campus to get them so I could eat lunch. Opened my front door, grabbed them, and then discovered I had lost my car keys.

Well, not lost precisely. I could see them -- sitting on the passenger seat of my locked car.

Took the bus back to school, twisted my ankle something awful walking the mile from the school's entrance to campus proper, and lost my temper.

I've also lost 1) a bet, 2) self-respect, 3) my temper again, and 4) my appetite.

Also think I'm loosing my mind. I cancelled a date because the guy wouldn't agree a video game conference made the perfect first-date experience. A *real* date, with a *real* guy who has actually called me twice times this week, and who offered to leave work this afternoon and come all the way from Plano to SlimJim my car.

I just can't go through with it.