[i]Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something? I took a shower...brushed my teeth...called Ma...Oh, am I wearing clean socks?! Wait, yes, I am. That's not it. Shoot, what am I forgetting?[/i]

The blonde haired boy sat hunched over, arms crossed, and an intensely concentrated look on his face. He tapped his foot somewhat feverishly onto the floor, likely attracting the attention of those who walked by him. He had the feeling he was forgetting something, but for the life of him he just could not think of anything. He was squeaky clean, he had contacted his cranky mother, he remembered to wear clean socks...so why did he feel like he was forgetting something? Man, this was going to kill him until he remembered. Maybe he forgot to record his show of Kung Fu Dudes? No, he never forgets that. Darn it what was it?!