I just wanted to post this quick entry. After Lesley's birthday on Thursday, and the necessary celebrating, I apparently dropped my flashdrive in the back seat of a cab. On this flashdrive is all of the work I've done since study abroad last summer, through this year's student teaching experience. At 3am, I got a text message from someone named Jesse saying he had my flashdrive and could come get it from his midtown office the next day. The funny thing is, I hadn't even realized it was missing yet, but as soon as I did, I had a delayed reaction of panic. What if I'd lost it forever?! Yes, a lot of it is backed up, but still!! Anyway, after teaching that day, I went to Rockafeller Center to meet this Jesse angel. I secretly hoped he worked at Saturday Night Live or something, but no dice. He was just a nice normal person who had the goodness to call the number I'd printed on my flashdrive a year ago. Now thanks to Jesse (and my forethought, I guess) I won't be having a funeral for all my lost work. There are still nice people out there, even in "big bad" New York, so if you are ever discouraged by that turd who shoves his way in front of you to get on the train, just think of this story. :)