Lost my flash memory, with all current writing in progress written on it (no, I don't make copies), half-edited version of Telanu's Truth and Measure (which is a novel-length The Devil Wears Prada story that's been keeping me awake on all nights since January 2nd, and probably qualifies as the best unpublished prose I've EVER read in my entire life, because, come on--it's beautifully written, it makes me shiver and bite my lips not to cry when I read it after midnight, AND it has Miranda in it) and two 'Hello Kitty!' straps I got from my friends. And when I say: lost, I mean--somewhere it is neither home nor work. Probably in the street, or wherever.

So, yeah, a perfect way to start a year.