pomfelo

So I love my Kindle. I've always read a lot, so the ability to carry a book shelf with me at all times is like Christmas for me.

But last night, I couldn't find the damn thing! I tore my apartment apart. Then I remembered the last full memory I had of carrying the Kindle! I put it in a plastic shopping bag! And there it was on my dining room table! Wait a minute. This is that bag of trash I was going to throw out. If this is here, then where is...

So it's midnight last night and I'm at the dumpster pulling out trash bags trying to find mine. Picture this, a dude with a flashlight in his mouth going through garbage bags. Belatedly, I realized that could look bad. And worse, THE KINDLE ISN'T IN THERE!!

I'm pissed and I get back home. And of course, having gone through the entire apartment, there was a pillow I hadn't COMPLETELY moved. Where could the damn Kindle be?

So at least I got it back. AND I found a pair of expensive glasses I thought I lost on a bender months ago. So, go team Pomfelo!!