The Biggest Loser in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

Well eff me.

I cannot even begin to believe how stupid I am. I LOST my little case that has ALL my credit cards, my driver’s license, my effing SOCIAL SECURITY CARD, etc. etc. etc. I know it’s stupid to have the damn SSN card in there. I had it for something (can’t remember what), and never took it back out. So someone’s probably walking around out there with my identity now.

I’ve already canceled my credit cards, even though nobody had charged anything as of 2:30 this afternoon. The case was lost last night, so it’s not like someone stole it and immediately started charging shit.

Instead of going to the football game, I spent the afternoon backtracking and tracing my steps and calling the places I went last night. Foo. This really blows.

I’ll tell you what happened. I met NYF (I know, I KNOW!) at a restaurant for dinner and drinks last night. He was with his two guy friends, and I will tell you something: I was dreading the whole thing, but ended up having the best time with them. We talked and laughed and drank and drank at the restaurant, and ended up at a fun nightclub. I got to the point where I could barely even stand up, so we all hopped in a cab and went to Eric’s place (NYF’s friend).

I woke up this morning in bed between NYF and Eric. Yes, I was fully clothed (except for my shoes), and we goofed around all morning until it was time to take NYF to the airport. On the way to the airport, NYF and I finally had some real conversation, and guess what? I think I really like the guy. What? I can change my mind can’t I? He’s got his shit together, and is so freaking witty and sweet and kind. I told him that next time we get together (and I think I would like to see him again) I wanted to hang with him without drinking. That much.

Bummed that I missed a great football game. Hungover. Tired. No credit cards until I get new ones in the mail. No ATM card. No driver’s license. No insurance cards. No nothing!! I just filed a fraud alert with the credit reporting places. This truly sucks.

And tomorrow is Monday. Honestly, it doesn’t get much worse.