So I had a scare tonight—I was solidly convinced I'd lost my passport. I turned my room, under-bed and trunk apart…then I finally found it in the middle of my lega box, tucked between two envelopes. Whew! I'd looked there before, of course, but I remembered after the fact that, at one of the UK airports I was in last year, they stuck baggage tags to my passport…resulting in a lovely sticky residue. I'm scared to try a remover—what if it wrecks the document…?!
Oh well. At least now I know exactly where it is, and can use it to get to France this summer!
On another note, my first Uni class starts tomorrow…I'm alternately terrified and thrilled. Wheeeee!
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