I had a rather weird experience today, so I suppose I shall document it, as is customary. I bought a tripod today. It came in a regular thin plastic bag. Usual stuff. I'm quite excited about the tripod, by the way. My mom is egging me to get rid of the junk in my room, but that's another story for another day.
Well anyway this morning, I realized that the stone from my bracelet was coming off, but I figured it'd hold so I wore it out and planned to fasten it later in the day. As Murphy's Law dictates, I suddenly decided to check my wrist and found that the gem was gone. Bummer! I dumped my bracelet in the bag since it was largely useless without the center piece.
As I was getting off the bus enroute home, I saw something black sticking to the bag. Turned out it was my pocket knife. In fact, the knife's pocket clip somehow got stabbed into the bag and the bag effectively stole my pocket knife from my pocket. Bad bag!
Then when I got home, I wanted to take the bracelet out and fix it with something else I had lying around. Well what the heck...there was something shiny rolling about in it, along with my bracelet. Turns out my bracelet's gem actually fell into the bag as well. *looks at bag suspiciously*
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