Misplacing

I just spent 45 minutes frantically cleaning my apartment in an attempt to find my proximity card so I can get in my office. At least twice a week I have to scramble to find something in the morning. Usually keys. Sometimes the proximity card. Sometimes bus pass. Sometimes wallet.

Of course, I had already put it in my satchel. Even looked there, but somehow missed it.

Really need to find a system for not misplacing these things. It's not a matter of disciplining myself or remembering either. I can't remember to put my stuff down in the same spot when I get home in the evening. And I can't remember where I do leave them. Hell, sometimes I can't find stuff I have on my person. I am not allowed to hold the tickets or parking pass when hanging out with Deborah even, cause it requires a strip search for me to find them when required.

Jackassery

For some reason, I'm finding the mind hive style of jackassery very unfunny lately. Usually it's quite humorous to me, although I am not a participant for the most part. Am I just getting old? Or is it just a phase? Or is it that there are so many fucking pretenders and I just need the original stryper666—krautboy—tardorama jackassery and no imitations or substitutions to be allowed?

I'm hoping it's the latter. The rest of you, stop polluting.