ah, i seem to have lost my keys. this is not good. after a couple beers at triumph brewery in princeton, me and some friends decided to stroll on the pga golf course behind my house. i may have left them on the course, but i dont think i was supposed be there, so i find myself in a small bind.

anyways, i cant get back into new york until i find those keys! (or copy my roomates, as it might be) i havent lost my keys, well, ever, so maybe this was destined to happen sometime, and i should be glad its done with. or just annoyed.

either way, working at home isn’t soo bad, now is it?

edit: found in my freinds car. much grief avoided.