How is it possible to lose SIX forks in fewer than six months?!?!?! It's not even the fact that I'm short six forks now that bothers me. It's that I'm extremely obsessive compulsive (I guess that was redundant) about some things, and the idea that an entire set of silverware is now incomplete just because of some missing forks drives me crazy.

Just how crazy exactly? I finally asked my roommate about them, thinking maybe she brought them to school with lunches over time and left a few in her classroom. Turns out she thought I was hiding them from her so she wouldn't bring them to school and leave them there. Apparently I'm crazy enough to hide forks so as to maintain completeness in my dining utensils.