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papersky!Someone had to go get groceries this morning--we were very low on the necessary perishables, as in, completely out of both eggs and yogurt, and had nothing to cook for dinner tonight. Since cattitude wasn't up for it, I headed out, bearing shopping list, hat, and umbrella.
The shopping was basically successful, though they didn't have a tube of tomato paste either. On the way home, I realized after about ten steps that the umbrella wasn't feasible: my hands wouldn't put up with either holding both bags in the same hand, or one bag and an umbrella in one hand. It rained lightly, I walked, I was glad of my hat and thinking that it wasn't umbrella weather.
Two blocks from home, the light rain turned into a driving pouring rain. Fortunately, the wind was from behind me, so my hat was enough to keep my glasses dry. And I'd already called home and gotten Cattitude to put a kettle up, so when I walked in, damp down to my shoes and underwear, tea was waiting for me.
julian_tiger and I have had our yogurt, my damp clothes are hanging to dry, and I'm snug in flannel pajamas. But I wouldn't exactly call it restful.
cattitude wasn't up for it, I headed out, bearing shopping list, hat, and umbrella.The shopping was basically successful, though they didn't have a tube of tomato paste either. On the way home, I realized after about ten steps that the umbrella wasn't feasible: my hands wouldn't put up with either holding both bags in the same hand, or one bag and an umbrella in one hand. It rained lightly, I walked, I was glad of my hat and thinking that it wasn't umbrella weather.
Two blocks from home, the light rain turned into a driving pouring rain. Fortunately, the wind was from behind me, so my hat was enough to keep my glasses dry. And I'd already called home and gotten Cattitude to put a kettle up, so when I walked in, damp down to my shoes and underwear, tea was waiting for me.
julian_tiger and I have had our yogurt, my damp clothes are hanging to dry, and I'm snug in flannel pajamas. But I wouldn't exactly call it restful.Someone had to go get groceries this morning--we were very low on the necessary perishables, as in, completely out of both eggs and yogurt, and had nothing to cook for dinner tonight. Since cattitude wasn't up for it, I headed out, bearing shopping list, hat, and umbrella.
The shopping was basically successful, though they didn't have a tube of tomato paste either. On the way home, I realized after about ten steps that the umbrella wasn't feasible: my hands wouldn't put up with either holding both bags in the same hand, or one bag and an umbrella in one hand. It rained lightly, I walked, I was glad of my hat and thinking that it wasn't umbrella weather.
Two blocks from home, the light rain turned into a driving pouring rain. Fortunately, the wind was from behind me, so my hat was enough to keep my glasses dry. And I'd already called home and gotten Cattitude to put a kettle up, so when I walked in, damp down to my shoes and underwear, tea was waiting for me.
julian_tiger and I have had our yogurt, my damp clothes are hanging to dry, and I'm snug in flannel pajamas. But I wouldn't exactly call it restful.
cattitude wasn't up for it, I headed out, bearing shopping list, hat, and umbrella.The shopping was basically successful, though they didn't have a tube of tomato paste either. On the way home, I realized after about ten steps that the umbrella wasn't feasible: my hands wouldn't put up with either holding both bags in the same hand, or one bag and an umbrella in one hand. It rained lightly, I walked, I was glad of my hat and thinking that it wasn't umbrella weather.
Two blocks from home, the light rain turned into a driving pouring rain. Fortunately, the wind was from behind me, so my hat was enough to keep my glasses dry. And I'd already called home and gotten Cattitude to put a kettle up, so when I walked in, damp down to my shoes and underwear, tea was waiting for me.
julian_tiger and I have had our yogurt, my damp clothes are hanging to dry, and I'm snug in flannel pajamas. But I wouldn't exactly call it restful.There are times it feels weird offering advice to strangers, or even near-strangers. With all the disclaimers in the world, and my best good sense applied to the matter, I just don't know enough. I don't know the situation in detail and, at least as important, I don't know them: I don't know the strengths or weaknesses they may be bringing to the situation.
Still, I do my best, and I figure most of them know enough to take my relative ignorance into account. (Sometimes I state it explicitly.)
But it feels weirder when it's in someone's own journal: if someone posts to a community asking for advice or information, they're probably expecting responses from strangers.
Still, I do my best, and I figure most of them know enough to take my relative ignorance into account. (Sometimes I state it explicitly.)
But it feels weirder when it's in someone's own journal: if someone posts to a community asking for advice or information, they're probably expecting responses from strangers.
There are times it feels weird offering advice to strangers, or even near-strangers. With all the disclaimers in the world, and my best good sense applied to the matter, I just don't know enough. I don't know the situation in detail and, at least as important, I don't know them: I don't know the strengths or weaknesses they may be bringing to the situation.
Still, I do my best, and I figure most of them know enough to take my relative ignorance into account. (Sometimes I state it explicitly.)
But it feels weirder when it's in someone's own journal: if someone posts to a community asking for advice or information, they're probably expecting responses from strangers.
Still, I do my best, and I figure most of them know enough to take my relative ignorance into account. (Sometimes I state it explicitly.)
But it feels weirder when it's in someone's own journal: if someone posts to a community asking for advice or information, they're probably expecting responses from strangers.
.