Nooooooo!

*deep breath* As I came down to get in my car this morning, I had my purse, my keys, my jacket, the trash, and one of my fic notebooks, in which I write out my stories longhand before typing them up. I often bring it to work in case I have a flash of inspiration. Carrying all of this was kind of awkward, so I set my purse, jacket, and notebook on top of the car while I took out the trash. Came back, thew my stuff in the car, and left. So, fine, right? Except when I got to work, the jacket and purse were in the car, but not the notebook. I am forced to conclude that I LEFT MY NOTEBOOK FULL OF FIC AND PORN ON TOP OF THE CAR AND DROVE AWAY.

I halfway hope it's right outside the garage, and I can recover it when I get home, because there were a half-dozen partially written stories in there. But the other half of me hopes it fell off way down on a busy road, where no one can track it to me if they're feeling belligerent and homophobic and "think about the children"-like.

So this is me quietly freaking out.

Found!!!!

It wasn't in the garage, and I freaked out a little harder, but then when we went to the store to buy eggs, I saw a white thing at the side of the road about a block away. Fetched it and YES it was my notebook. It's been run over, and I won't be using it anymore, but it's not in the hands of some child or the nuns who live on the corner or a furious parent.

YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY

Thanks to everyone who worried for me!