F*CKING HELL.
He found the tape. I was going to have him get to the end of what was on there and tape it in the correct place for me. So I was asking him to pop the tape in, rewind it all the way, watch the two clips on it all the way through, and stop it when they were over.
There's NOTHING on that tape, and the one he had in his hand is the only one it could possibly be. Everything else I have is labelled, and that is the ONLY unlabeled video tape in my room. The box had a little post it note on it, that said "RENT FILM PRESS" in huge letters.
I don't know how stuff just gets erased, but there's NOTHING on it. I can't believe I lost that.
*cries*
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 6/7/05 at 07:39 PM