>So I am not sure how many times I’ve mentioned it but Karma catches up with you always.

I’m currently out $50, lost it somewhere. It was rattling around in my pocket, tapped into the final payment for a computer I made to pay rent, had a $50 bill left over, and had it crunched in my pocket up until I got home today.

It was there when I left work… I think. It could be at Springfield College, or could have lost it at the liquor store. I imagine if the latter is the case, it’s totally gone. I did go out and do a quick trip around and asked the manager of the store if anyone found a $50 bill. I acknoledged the futility of the request, but needed to do it. My mind is no more at ease, I’m kicking myself for not putting it somewhere secure, but I’ve checked the pockets of the pants I was wearing in addition to my jacket, my wallet, my car… etc. It’s gone. I have to accept it. I don’t like it, but that’s how it is and there’s nothing I can do to change it.

Karma, you suck.