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( Jul. 13th, 2011 01:12 pm)
1) Last night when I came home from tai chi I had two freezer-burned waffles for dinner and then I turned on the AC in my room and folded all the socks. It had been perhaps a year since I had actually folded my socks all at once and so a great many of them languished in misery, separated from their mates. So...two hours of meditative sock folding. (It freed up a large laundry baskets and ensured that the actual sock basket was put in it's proper place. That's sort of like cleaning my room, right? Baby steps.)

I also found the missing fan and placed it on top of the cabinet above the oven. Air flow! Yay!


2) I have seen the light, and now truly realize that men's pants are far superior to women's. They have real, functional pockets instead of theoretical, useless pockets! I am wearing a pair of men's Wrangler cargo pants and let me tell you--there are a lot of pockets!!! So many pockets that I tend to misplace things, but that's because I am a flake cadet.

Where are my keys?
Where is my really rather dim phone?
Where is my little black notebook?
Where is my spoon?
Where is my Box Killer?

Wearing cargo pants is a bit like being surrounded by a purse, actually. So it makes sense that I can't find things.

3) Lunch today: olive bread torn off in chunks, roasted nut trail mix thingy (which I am eating at the reception desk*), a small bit of maple cotton candy. Maple cotton candy is awesome, you guys.





*I hates sitting at the reception desk. Hates it.
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( May. 29th, 2011 12:11 pm)
I am about to walk nearly three miles to my studio (because bus service on Sunday suuuuuuucks) in 80ish degree weather and one of my feet hates me (I must have pulled a muscle in the top of it somehow). Also will be carrying backpack full of nice dress slacks what don't fit me anymore so that the lovely MKC can have them. Will wear sunscreen (wonder if I have a hat somewhere?). Will bring water. Will try not to walk as fast as I normally do. Will probably not succeed. I am horrible at walking slowly in the heat the way normal people do.

I already want it to be autumn. Or at the very least September.
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( Apr. 3rd, 2010 07:58 am)
So...last night instead of going immediately home and going to sleep as would have been sensible, I walked down to The Garment District (which is a used clothing store in Cambridge and not, in fact, a district at all) and got two pairs of jeans and a nice skirt and a silly shirt and then I thought to myself, eh, I'll just pop into the used shoe section to see if anything amuses me.

I found a pair of essentially unworn brown vintage Fluevog angels in my size for $40. I just checked the Fluevog website and based on the heel (which is chunkier and looks a lot different than the other angels I have) I would say they were from around 1989, which is when Mr. Fluevog started making angels. Holy shit. I guess someone kept these cute little boots in the back if their closet for twenty years?

So that's possibly all of my used clothes shopping luck for the entire year right there and I'm okay with that.
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( Jan. 18th, 2010 12:29 am)
Um. I'm going to say something fashion-related here:

White people need to stop wearing colors like beige and oatmeal. It looks really crappy on just about every white person ever. (There are exceptions but...) It seems to be really popular lately with persons of pallor who attend awards shows and it needs to stop. Plus it's boring. Why not try wearing an actual color like peacock blue or teal or wine red? (I actually don't like pastels because I think pastels are meh, but I do realize that there are white people who can make them work.) Beige tends to wash pale folks out like crazy and washed out is not a good look on anyone, no matter how aesthetically appealing they may be. Also: black is equally boring but tends to look decent so...meh.

All this and I didn't even watch the Golden Globes last night.


(I actually find it sort of baffling the number of people who apparently have no sense of what colors look good on them. It's not that hard. I mean, I have been told I have a really good color sense, but there are colors I love that would look really crappy on me so...what the everloving hell? Can't you just look in a mirror and go "Oh, yuck!"? Or, barring that, don't you have trustworthy friends who will stop you from wearing colors that make you look like you just died of the space plague? Because if not you need to go friend shopping and then take that new friend clothes shopping.)
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