Curses

I recorded myself for the accent vlog that everybody’s doing these days (lemming!  lemming!  find me a cliff of of which I may fling myself!), but now I can’t find the cord that transfers the video from the camera to the computer.  Nor can I find the cord that transfers our pictures.  These cords are obviously chilling somewhere together, perhaps in a not-quite-fully-unpacked suitcase, perhaps in the bottom of a reusable grocery bag, maybe in the back of some drawer.  Assuredly, however, they are not where they belong.  Curses.