Just found it. It was on the floor, underneath the hollow area of the bottom drawer of my newly placed cabinet. Now I've banged it against the table, taken it apart into 5 pieces, and I feel quite better.
That, folks, was my Glenn Close-type of rage and psychosis. (Don't worry Mab, I've never gone crazy like that before. So none of this, "Err...actually, I don't know if you can stay at my place next month." crap. Big Apple, here I come! (No more second thoughts!)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/icon_smile_big.gif>)
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell
Updated On: 9/25/05 at 10:11 PM