NEVER

I got a message from U of M, they've begun to process my application. That's good. But, I hear they're deferring a lot of people, and one of the people is in the top five percent. That doesn't happen.

I also lost my keys. But I guess my grandpa found them. Here's the strangeness about that.

I went to my Grandpa's first. Then to my aunt's. Then to my dad's friend's. And that's where I slept. I woke up and before we left I say, "I need to find my keys, I don't know where my keys are." My dad's friend tells me he remembers me swinging keys around on a green lanyard the night before. So do my parents.

BUT I NEVER HAD MY KEYS THERE.
NEVER.

And I don't know how my dad's friend (who has never seen my keys) could know A)that they were green or B)that they're on a lanyard. It was extremely odd. Maybe I'll write a story about it.

And now for the second image this site has ever had. Only the image will be above. Of course.