I am at work, having had my long weekend last weekend. I have a headache. My new to me work computer has only one printer linked to it, and it's two floors down. People are asking me difficult questions for a Monday. Tino is working my last nerve.

I'm still tossing clothes into piles. One to wear this week, one to hang up immediately at the new place, one of winter clothes that still fit, one of sizes just a titch too small that I hope to fit back into soon, one to give away because they're hopelessly too small, and one that's just trash (mostly socks). I hope I remember which one is which.

My new to me work computer has only one printer linked to it, and it's two floors down

That is evil.

I'm oddly charmed by Alexis Denisof in the George Harrison video.

adorable!!

So far my plans have consisted of: waking up ridiculous early, realizing it's ridiculous early, going back to sleep for several more hours.

Now, I'm not sure what to do. I have a massage appointment (YAY!) at 3pm, and I am tempted to go back to the folklife festival downtown, but don't feel like getting my act in gear to go *before*, but am afraid if I try to go *after*, it'll be all people pulling up stakes and last dregs and whatnot (even though there's plenty scheduled at the end).

Anyone want to buy a slightly used toddler?

No. Oh, hell no. But 5:15 is 15 minutes more than I usually get. So maybe a swap?

I have to do dishes, then getting my eyebrows done, then a banquet this evening.

Ugh.

Shout out to the Baltimore Travel Plaza!

three blag trash bags full of clothes to get rid of!

I still have ten too many white shirts, but i am loathe to part with any, since they ruin so quickly.

Is it bad that I now want to go clothes shopping?

I blame the amount of tanks I own on the fact that, as it is a professional hazard that I'm bending over most of the day, I keep trying to find necks that are high enough to keep me decent. They look modest in the store, but after one wearing, all the birds and bees and hapless visitors are soon getting an eyeful.

If you could choose to never do one of the following again, which would it be:

laundry or dishes?

Laundry.

DISHES.

I might feel differently about that if we owned a dishwasher, but we don't. I have to go down to the creek to beat the dishes against the rocks, and let me tell you, it ain't easy to keep the china in one piece.

Dishes.

It is now raining on the drive home and mac has taken over the iPod. The rain has cooled this off, so now the bus is cold. I don't think I can manage sleeping on the bus, but reading or knitting feels like too much effort.