not-entirely-GIP

[electricland]

I lost my passcard this afternoon.

I retraced my steps (I haven't been all that many places) and couldn't find it, so I sent out an email asking for help.

Then I looked down and saw it under my chair, and had to send out another broadcast email cancelling the panic. So Martha sent me a slightly different version of this icon.

And there you go, the most unpleasant but certainly not the most strenuous part of my day.

Comments

[raithen.livejournal.com]

oh dear. I know that feeling. It is not fun. Either of those feelingS actually -- the panic, then the sheepishness.

But I REALLY like the icon.