failure all around!

SOMEWHERE in my room there is a cd case, and in that cd case is a cd, and on that cd are files containing recordings of 18 syntax lectures I missed. A week ago I knew exactly this cd was! It was in my corduroy bag! And then I took it out of my corduroy bag and put it on my bed while I went to go play with speshope, and then I came home and moved it ... somewhere ... before I went to bed.

Fuck.

ETA: TRIUMPH