In stupid-joyce-moves, my State ID is in the bag I carried yesterday. Which is not the same bag I carried today. And which I didn't discover until I had pulled 5 books for a term paper and was going down to circulation to check them out. So I had to do what I hate people doing at the gym, and plead with the circulation guy to just look me up. Luckily, he was pretty nice about it.
When I get out of my class, I'm going home and taking a nap before work.