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Today I lost my purse at school AGAIN.

It was better than last time, though, because this time I actually remembered where I'd left it (last time I apparently dropped it in the parking lot).

My attempts to recover it led me to the professor from the class where I'd left it (who said "see? this shows you are not a materialistic person"; whodda thunk you could put a positive spin on being a featherbrain).

We ended up having a very nice talk about languages, linguistics, Lebanese neighbors, government grants, accents, intonation, immersion, and all that jazz.

And when I said, "because I really like this stuff," he said that he saw I had the skills to be very good at it. [::Emily is very happy::]

So I think I will repeat the experience, just without the losing the purse part.