Another Two-Pair Day

I blitzed into the library this morning to finish up part of my cite-check, carrying a bazillion bags: shoes, clothes, laptop, enough thumb drives to build a new version of Hal and general stuff. Everything a person needs, in fact -- except nylons. It was another day of Tribulations of Pantyhose.

There was nothing to be done but catch a bus back home, hauling all my stuff, change there, stick an extra pair of hose in my bag, and haul all my stuff back to OCI. Whee. And as I'm getting out of the cab -- oh yeah, I was cutting it so close I had to hop a cab -- I see a run in my hose. Again. See why I pack extra?

I'm feeling way ambivalent today. Also cranky, which might have something to do with stress, or general lack of quality bar time, or a notable lack of chocolate swag. Flash drives aren't edible, people.

Comments

[lam]

I'm sending you a care package. It sounds like you need a little something (or a lot of some things!)

[ckm]

Thank heavens for sisters! Nice Goin, lam.!

[Pat]

Sounds like you need to try a new brand of hose.