That's fine, that's good, that's nice

I lost my '7' key.

It'd fallen out and refused to pop back in a long time ago, so for about a month I left it floating across my keyboard, the plastic component coasting wherever it pleased whenever I shifted my laptop. But today, at Frujch, in my haste to collect money for our food orders, it must've dropped. And I was too stressed out to realize it.

Damn it. I knew it couldn't be fixed back, but I sure as hell didn't want to lose it.

I came home after lunch with Neilly, Stim and Rita, and tried to get some rest or do some work. Ended up couched in front of the TV watching re-runs of Heroes and Laguna Beach. Finally got off my ass at around 4pm to finish a chapter of Consumer Behavior, and now I'm still staring at the first page of the new chapter in the textbook.

Wondering. Thinking. Like, what's the point of anything.