september 17th 2008 wednesday 2:57 pm Someone stole my cardigan as I left to use the restroom when I was in class. When it was time to leave I packed everything up, but could not find it anywhere nearby. I looked under the table. No. I looked on top of the table. No. I looked in my bag (even though I remembered that I set it down to the left of me when I walked into class). No. I checked my car to make sure that it was in fact with me when I was in class. I looked in the backseat, on the passenger side seat, and under the front seats but it was nowhere to be found. Who would steal a cardigan?! It was gray, had two appropriate-sized pockets that I put little notes into, and was my favorite cardigan. Fuck you, cardigan stealer.