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Sep. 11th, 2006 02:39 pm"Industrial Peachfuzz" would make a good band name. (Why are very furry peaches the only ones that taste like anything?)
I have the dubious pleasure of staying at work until 7:00 tonight, to clean up after a dinner meeting. Then I have to pray the buses behave themselves enough to get me to my trombone lesson on time. The trombone came to work with me this morning. That was fun, except in the two or three ways that it wasn't.
Today is a fairly unsatisfying day. Not unsatisfactory, but unsatisfying. It's like wanting chicken soup and having to settle for clam chowder. It's still soup, so that will do, but it's not the right soup.
I have the dubious pleasure of staying at work until 7:00 tonight, to clean up after a dinner meeting. Then I have to pray the buses behave themselves enough to get me to my trombone lesson on time. The trombone came to work with me this morning. That was fun, except in the two or three ways that it wasn't.
Today is a fairly unsatisfying day. Not unsatisfactory, but unsatisfying. It's like wanting chicken soup and having to settle for clam chowder. It's still soup, so that will do, but it's not the right soup.
