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...where in the FUCK is my iPod??? UPDATE to add: ...in my…

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...where in the FUCK is my iPod???

UPDATE to add:
...in my housemate's shoulderbag, of course.
  • Under the bed? If you were my mom or my sister I would ask you to look in the freezer, they frequently leave stuff like keys and sunglasses there.
  • I suspect it is under the bed of the friends at whose house my shoulderbag was left while I traipsed around their neighborhood.
  • I figured it was near their bed but I was wrong, so wrong... it is found. It was in my housemate's bag.
    So my recollection of events was:
    1: get to friend's place, extract headphones from ears
    2: turn off iPod, tuck in my bag
    3: toss my bag and housemate's bag on friends' bed
    4: walk out door to street fair
    5: come back from street fair, find my bag and housemate's at the foot of friends' bed
    6: go home, do not find iPod in my bag. Flip out.

    I'm guessing that between 4 and 5, we have:
    4.1: _____ picks my bag and housemate's bag up from bed; my iPod falls out of my bag. _____ looks at iPod, doesn't know which bag it fell out of, and tucks it into housemate's bag. (leaving whomever-it-was' name as a blank because I dunno who the heck it was).

    Yay!
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