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Even though that probably wasn't it, I choose to believe that the reason two different complete strangers told me I was beautiful last Saturday was because I was outdoors enjoying the weather and looking happy.

Apparently I just have no luck with radio stations. When my second alarm goes off in the morning, what I want is music; what I get is commercials. Every music radio station I can get in my bedroom seems to run commercials at 7:10. Which I suppose is good, because it means I turn the thing off and go run through the shower as soon as I get my contacts in, but it's the principle of the thing.

I really wouldn't mind if it decided not to rain on Sunday.

That spider is still on my back porch, in the same spot.

I've been trying for three days now to remember to pay bills when I get home. Yesterday I had a legitimate excuse for forgetting to do it, but it still annoys me that I forgot. These are the bills I absolutely can't not send out on time, too.

When I bought my favorite pair of dress sandals years ago, I had them stretched a little in a couple of places since I have wide feet. They're getting overstretched in some different places now; how do you unstretch leather? The only idea I've had so far is get them wet and wear them until they're dry, but I don't think it's a very good idea.

I wish I could get paid for Monday. Unfortunately you have to work for most temp agencies for at least 1000 hours before they'll give you any benefits at all. Given 40-hour weeks, that's slightly over six months of solid work; given 35-hour weeks, it's slightly over seven months. The nature of temping being what it is, I wonder how many people actually get to that point? Oh well, at least I think I've got rent for November now. I don't have money for anything else for November, but at least I've got rent.

This was a good morning for "Bleecker Street" by Simon & Garfunkel. If the Pru had been a person, everything from the collarbones up would have been lost in the fog. Now the sun is out.

Here endeth the brain dump, which, with one thing and another, has taken me over an hour to type.

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Date: 2005-10-06 09:09 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] whuffle.livejournal.com
You are correct, get the shoes wet with cold water and then let them dry by themselves. Don't wear them while they are wet. Just let them dry and shrink a bit on their own.

sunday

Date: 2005-10-06 09:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enochs-fable.livejournal.com
You're tellin' me!
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