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This has got to be my worst day ever, and I blame that chain letter I've received a while ago. Ugh.

I was on my way home and was then about to plug my ears with Jpop when my hand came out out of my bag empty, "Darnation, it's gone again."

But I knew that I've brought my iPod to the office today, so I assumed that it was either snatched, lost, stolen, or was warped into a parallel dimension where a version of me was wallowing in the pits of music-less space.

I had a hard time convincing myself that such things may happen (or it may, but not to me) so I backtracked and tried to remember where was the last time I had it and why it got away.

And then POOF! It seems I left it under my monitor when I went out to go to the restrooms one last time before going home. Can't remember why I'd put it there, and I have no time to find out. I've got to call someone in the office fast!

I thank the heavens for my friends' quick response, and I'm glad one of them decided to pull a late-night work marathon so I was able to have someone pick it up from my desk and safely keep it for me till tomorrow. Thank you guys, may your life be fruitful and your work end soon.