On friday I dropped my phone, which broke into about 4 pieces that I had to tape back together. Still worked perfectly mind you and I was fine with that.
Today I left my wallet at home, and only noticed once I got to SF. Had to bum some money off <lj user=henrylyne> to get lunch and money to get home.
Then at lunch I realized that my cell phone is now missing, calling it reveals nothing, and I know I had it on the train ride in today. Caltrain hasn't found it yet. Well, guess that means I don't need to talk to anyone.
Edit: I forgot to mention the good news; which is that I have an excuse to get a new phone.