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May. 13th, 2006 01:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tanaiseI made plans last night based on the fact that I saw a cute dress yesterday while walking to work--I'd walk to the store, see just how expensive/unattractive the dress is close up, and then head back down to the far end of Newbury Street to get new music since it's been ages and finally my bands have music out.
So today, it's pouring and I don't wanna go outside. It's gorgeous, admittedly--we're getting perilously close to the point that everything becomes the green of mold, but for now it's still new leaf green. But still. It's raining. So I change my plans to include something more like 'sit around the house and watch movies.' with possibly making my tomato cream pasta for lunch instead of dinner tonight. And then I get dressed, and discovered the 'snap' I heard last night at one point had been when my underwire on my only bra gave up the ghost.
So yeah, we're back to the original plan. But I'm wearing a skirt and sandals in an effort to not have clammy cold jeans stuck to me. I'll just have clammy cold bare legs instead. I'm sure there's a reason it will be an improvement. And if I'm too cold, I'm not going all the way down the street to get new music. I can get it next week, now that there's no reason to walk to Charles street after work with a cute boy anymore. Saddness.
So today, it's pouring and I don't wanna go outside. It's gorgeous, admittedly--we're getting perilously close to the point that everything becomes the green of mold, but for now it's still new leaf green. But still. It's raining. So I change my plans to include something more like 'sit around the house and watch movies.' with possibly making my tomato cream pasta for lunch instead of dinner tonight. And then I get dressed, and discovered the 'snap' I heard last night at one point had been when my underwire on my only bra gave up the ghost.
So yeah, we're back to the original plan. But I'm wearing a skirt and sandals in an effort to not have clammy cold jeans stuck to me. I'll just have clammy cold bare legs instead. I'm sure there's a reason it will be an improvement. And if I'm too cold, I'm not going all the way down the street to get new music. I can get it next week, now that there's no reason to walk to Charles street after work with a cute boy anymore. Saddness.
