Paperclip Chase

There comes a time of the month when a man has to pay a bill, reconcile a checking account and do something with all those ATM receipts. This time of the month is regularly followed by the monthly ritual of searhing for the box of paperclips deviously hidden somewhere in my room. Each month after this ritual has been completed the box of paperclips is left in an obvious and well known location so as not to be misplaced again, following which a stealthy ninja sneaks in my room and hides it somewhere unbeknownst to me.

I am sad to report that I think the ninja has finally outwitted me.