I woke up this morning, ransacked my entire apartment AND storage space, called a friend, had her re-ransack my whole apartment – all for naught

I should be in Atlanta right now, presenting at my second conference. Instead, I lost my passport and got to write up really boring descriptive statistics all week.

Sometimes I amaze myself with putzyness.

At least my shirt wasn’t on inside-out, I guess.

Also, I ca’t believe I got Osmond-ized, harsh 50 percent ninja, harsh.