Sad, that. They were really flattering. And I'm still determined to wear the sheer outer shirt.
What to do, what to do. Buy a nice black tank top in Toronto, and figure out something else for Friday night. Easy 'nuff.
The luggage, however, is another matter.
That thought was beyond optimistic. It was downright deranged.
For some reason, I'm still determined to try it. But only because my other option is the No Joke luggage.
I could fit into the No Joke luggage. Heck, I could probably sublet a small apartment in it. It's No Joke.
Now, where did my nail clipper go? Where did any of my nail clippers go? I'm typing with talons here. No clippers, anywhere, no joke.
My life is too funny right now. If I even make it up north this weekend, it'll be a miracle.
I'm all about the optimism, though ;) Miracles happen every second of every day.
I'll fly up to Toronto
Gonna hug some Canadians
And get drunk, pronto
Gonna do just what I please
Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed
All the kangaroos
When Black Friday comes I'll be on that hill
You know I will
--Apologies to Steely Dan
I wish you a year of inspiring poetry, beautiful thoughts and delight in many things. May you find what you seek, and continue being more you each day.
I wish you a year of great friends, good times and inspiration. May you find your perfect job, and revel in it.
Good night, moon.
Semagic rocks. And when I just experimentally clicked "quick link" right now, it automagically pasted my clipboard as the link. Which is intuitively what I wanted it to do. The more I look at this thing, the more impressed I become.