... Charge round the house searching for memory stick.
... Can't find it.
... Charge around some more, ranting and waving arms in comically Mediterranean fashion.
... Borrow Mr Dizzo's memory stick
... Take memory stick to laptop.
... Unplug my - apparently missing - memory stick from USB port in laptop to make room for one purloined from Mr D.
... Totally fail to realise the sheer absurdity of this for at least five minutes ...
Complete titness - achieved.