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Looking
Don't you just hate it when you're looking for a particular thing, and you know where that particular thing is, but it's just not bloody there? I am looking for my tape measure. I know exactly where the tape measure is. I'm looking there, and the tape measure is nowhere to be seen. Yet, I know it's there. ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
The worst part is that I will express this frustration to MaxBabe and she'll go directly to the tape measure, and it will be exactly where I thought it was.
Edit: I found it! Without MaxBabe's help! And it was exactly where I thought it was, except it was obscured by some flotsam. 
