Nate Bunnyfield (natebunnyfield) wrote,
Nate Bunnyfield
natebunnyfield

I just went on a midnight hunt for a stuffed monkey Lauren gave me long, long ago. It's an adorable little guy—a sad, brown Beanie Buddy.

On the couch, I find my little old skool Eeyore given by a dear former girlfriend, but still no monkey.

Under the bed? Nope.
Under the pile of clothes? Ehhh eh.
In the bedroom I never, ever use? Gosh darn it.
In the car? I'm not that desperate and I remember it being here so clearly.

But then, I flip over the laundry basket on the aforementioned couch and his little plastic eyes are beaming right at me.

YAY! I'll put a picture up of him when I can. I love him, but I can't remember what I named him—it's been a while since we hung out.
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