I went to Old Navy to see some of the dresses they have on sale and ended up buying several of them on the theory that I can dress them up for work with jewelry and shoes. Plus they are cheap. Now I am at the half price sushi place to eat a lot of sushi.

I did my 5K in the rain, and now my soaking shoes are hopefully drying, and I'm trying to work up the energy to get something else done.

...notably, it is no longer pouring outside. Grr.

Things I should do: clean my room, do laundry, decide what clothes to give to Goodwill. Clean the kitchen. Sew a dress.

Things I am doing: clearing off the TiVo.

....And running a 5K in the rain!!! I think you've earned some down time. I'm ready for a nap, and I the most strenuous thing I've done today is get brunch.

I pay a literal stupidity tax almost every year because I forget to pay my property taxes. This year I remembered, and actually paid in advance. I need to set up calendar reminders.

After running a 5k, I think you have the rest of the weekend off for recuperation. Me, I'm at work and voting, simultaneously. Oregon is so civilized.

a) Denton hates stars and thinks they ruin a community
b) These stars 1) don't exist and 2) confer no magical powers

Just so's you're up to date.

I didn't know that when the storms ran past zed they started on the Greek alphabet, instead of going back to A and starting again: [link] (and the speech in the typewriter font is actually quoted).

a) Denton hates stars and thinks they ruin a community

Oh, huh. I have no idea what goes on there.

Yeah, meara, I'm pretty sure a 5K is enough of an accomplishment!

I did clean the toilet and sink in my bathroom, which is something, if not technically "cleaning the bathroom."

I have long thought that NOAA hurricane staffers rival NASA Mars staffers for amusingness. Who says federal employees are boring?!

I did clean the toilet and sink in my bathroom, which is something, if not technically "cleaning the bathroom."

You were cleaning IN the bathroom, which, frankly, IS cleaning the bathroom.

(Please, give me that justification for my own slackitude.)

I'm slightly past the edge of Sandy, so everything's gray and windy. I did my voter greeting and education shift, picked up some groceries, walked the cat, and now I'm planning on spending the rest of the day reading fic.

Funny polling place story: I live in a wee patch of intense lefty liberalism. But the Republicans are game--they set up a greeting and info table next to ours. The Democratic table sees a lot more traffic, and the Republicans were getting grumpy this morning. I stood a ways away at a side stairway to catch voters coming from that direction and one of the Republicans followed me down. Now I figure that anyone approaching the polls at this stage has already made up their mind and I'm just there to remind them of the ballot's oddities and give them our cheat sheet for county dog catcher-type races. So after an unreciprocated, "Hi, how ya doin?" with my counterpart, our first voter approached. I greeted her and said, "Would you like some voter information from the Democrats? Or the lady next to me has the Republican voting sheet if you'd prefer."

The voter took my handout and went to vote. But the Republican volunteer looked at me like I'd grown a silver unicorn horn from my forehead. Her mouth opened a couple of times, but no sound came out. She turned around and went back to the main Republican table.

Hours later, as my shift ended and I was heading out, she complemented my scarf.