OMG. He forgot his bike keys.
June 20, 2008 at 9:01 am (Jumbled Jabbering)
I’m one of those people who’s always looking for stuff: my keys, my purse, my everything. I even forget to put on my contact lenses in the morning and figure it out once I’m half a block down the road. Then I forget to take them out until I’m lying in bed, ready to turn off the lamp.
Dave, on the other hand, is completely the opposite. He NEVER forgets a thing. He even remembers MY stuff and reminds me. Maybe he’s an enabler in my world of forgetfulness.
Anyway, this morning Dave forgot HIS bike keys and left for work. So, according to his last e-mail, his bike is keeping him company down in the dungeons of the college.
Hee hee hee.
