It's funny how someone can disappear off the face of the planet when your only mode of communication is via fesbuk.

I know, I know... There's a phone and I have all the relevant phone numbers but I feel intrusive. Also, who knows where they could possibly be?
At work?
In an office?
In class?
In bed, asleep?

Aside from that,
I need to buy some new clothes.
My favourite pair of pants are torn.
I need a new favourite pair.
Barring the fact that I have two leggings coming in the mail.
...
I still need some new clothes and I still want my tailored suit.
Ash grey thin pinstripes.
My business suit is going to be my bitch armour.
BEHOLD!

Back to the missing person's tirade.
Where are these people that are so missed?

Memo note to self: Please take at least ONE decent photo every time there's a camera without sticking out tongue/making devil horns/putting fingers anywhere on the face... Smile, don't be a photo-douchebag.