My Thumby Has Transmuted Into Socks

The other day, I had some urgent matters arise, so I put a number of vital items in my rucksack and went off to address them. One of those items was my USB thumb drive, which is named Thumby.

Upon returning, I unpacked most of the items but inadvertently left Thumby hidden deep within the crevasses of my rucksack. This morning, I had urgent need to copy off some files and, failing to find Thumby in its usual place, I realised it was probably still in my rucksack. However, a search of its deeper pockets revealed not Thumby, but rather, a pair of socks that I have absolutely no recollection of ever putting in there. They're quite clean and clearly a style I typically wear, but I haven't the faintest notion of what they were doing at the bottom of my rucksack. And I still haven't found Thumby. I can only assume that Thumby grew weary of toting vital files and so transmuted into socks.

I Have Ten Pesos

Whilst out walking, I spotted a coin on the street which didn't look local. Being curious, I picked it up. Turns out it was a shiny 10 pesos, which I took home to put in my coins collection.

I'm not sure how 10 pesos ended up on my street— I'm nowhere near Chile.

Vital stats:

Pesos: 10
Date: Today
Current Mood: Fried
Sleep Status: Pending
Word of the Day: Truncate
Country: Chile
My Country: Anglophone
Francophone?: Non
Bite the Wax Tadpole: I will take one of seven.
Vital stats: Truncated