third arms and the consequences of thirst
Feb. 19th, 2006 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesI don't know how she does it, but the woman who cuts my hair does something with a hair dryer that makes it all lie flat and stay that way until I wash it again, even if I sleep on it before I wash it. I wish I could do that, but when I try, I generally arrive at the conclusion that I need a third arm.
It was cold again today, but my brain overruled my internal thermostat and I walked up to Trader Joe's. Apparently I really wanted the exercise, although I didn't realize it until I was halfway between Brigham Circle and Brookline Village. I shouldn't go grocery shopping when I'm thirsty, either, because I ended up buying milk, which I needed, and soda, which I had sworn off in January (even though it was Italian soda and didn't have corn syrup in it), and chai, which has caffeine in it and which I probably shouldn't make a habit of. All of which wouldn't have been a problem, but just try running across the intersection of Harvard and Beacon to catch a bus while encumbered with a bag of soda and milk and chai and a large bottle of pickles and some other things. I did catch the bus, which is a minor miracle.
Tomorrow I have to sit down and WRITE, dammit, or I'm never going to get this paper off the ground.
It was cold again today, but my brain overruled my internal thermostat and I walked up to Trader Joe's. Apparently I really wanted the exercise, although I didn't realize it until I was halfway between Brigham Circle and Brookline Village. I shouldn't go grocery shopping when I'm thirsty, either, because I ended up buying milk, which I needed, and soda, which I had sworn off in January (even though it was Italian soda and didn't have corn syrup in it), and chai, which has caffeine in it and which I probably shouldn't make a habit of. All of which wouldn't have been a problem, but just try running across the intersection of Harvard and Beacon to catch a bus while encumbered with a bag of soda and milk and chai and a large bottle of pickles and some other things. I did catch the bus, which is a minor miracle.
Tomorrow I have to sit down and WRITE, dammit, or I'm never going to get this paper off the ground.
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Date: 2006-02-20 03:33 am (UTC)