Still no passport.  Still hard to imagine where I lost it.

I spent the weekend tearing apart the condo.  There are now files, papers and boxes all over the library, living room, and file closet.  I decided since I needed to go through everything, I might as well resort some things.

I also rechecked the travel regs and I figured out that I can take the train or a car without a problem with birth certificate and license.  I just cannot fly.  I wonder if I can reenter by air, since it is my own damn country, but probably not.

I will make my meeting, though I will do it without having gotten my hair done.  Dammit.