I just pulled a jacket out of the back of the closet and when I reached into the pocket, I was beyond delighted to find a time capsule of my whereabouts on January 26, 2008.  There was an empty package of Sour Patch Kids, a ticket stub from There Will Be Blood, a receipt from half a Mellow Mushroom pizza, and a buck of the $1.55 in change I got back.

Seriously, this made me so happy it’s a wonder I’m not one of those women whose lifeless body is discovered in a room buried beneath eighteen years worth of styrofoam cups from Taco Loco.