Thursday, November 25, 2004

My Wallet Died...

No it wasn't stolen. It just died. The zip broke. This is a sad day. I've had that wallet for six years. It's been everywhere with me...hell, it came from Spain in the first place. I even had the certificate of authenticity that came with it (until Hol stole it!) But now it's dead. Rest in peace wallet.

Now I've got a crappy new one that luckily had come free with my bag...

I also now own the saddest t-shirt in the world. It's great....but very sad.

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