Fuck. Lost my tablet’s pen. Into thin air it vanished. It was here before my shower. Gone when I came back. It had been right here. On my desk.
Checked the entirety of my dorm room. Nowhere in sight. Under all the furniture.
So I had to rush order. Thanks to it not being a wacom, it cost under $24, that’s including one day delivery.
Class went smooth. They were in awe of the layout I’ve chosen for my website.
Just have so much to do now. Lovely. But I’m down to the crunch.
I’m fine though. The anxiety has eased away quite a bit. However wanting to break down after my pen suddenly vanished topped the day.
I was fine by later in the evening, at least.