Purple plaid

I knew I was leaving work early today, so I wore stuff I wasn't that crazy about. I love love LOVE the skirt material, but it's really a couple sizes too large, making it hang too low to feel comfortable and wrecking havoc when it comes to matching tops with it. It's also a little too long for my height and those boots, but it's lined and I've been too lazy to go to the trouble of hemming it.

But I love that plaid, and I can't quite give make myself give it away.

( Day 7 )

(what else?) Random

Tonight is the night of Random. I have been eating random food and reading and writing random emails (*waves to ransomedsea *) and randomly cracking up about random stuff (like a random story involving a random man and six McDonald's hamburgers [*waves at kiwiria *])

Speaking of kiwiria , I have these three things to say:

1. She is made of awesome
2. Lately I seem to always mistype her name on the first go 'round as wikiria, probably because I have been playing with our work wiki for weeks on end, and
3. Whenever I go to my userinfo to find her among my friends, I always look for her in the list of "Ljers I've met" even though CLEARLY I've never been to Denmark.

There is nothing lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.

I will never read the book The Underneath because it contains (perhaps starts with?) the above sentence, which I somehow find too sad to be born.

/ random