My Very Stupid Evening

[serinde]

I'd intended to go to aikido after work today, but was in meetings until 5:30, so that was not going to happen. I scrambled and ran and just made the 6:13 train home--at the cost of sweaty dishevelment; I do not mean the sexy kind--and nearly lost my wallet at Secaucus junction. Indeed, I did lose it except that a kind person stopped me and pointed it out. (Side rant: My sistren, it is by means of our dress clothes that Man is keeping us down. Until we have useable pockets, we will continue to be the moral equivalent of barefoot & pregnant.)

Finally got home...whereupon I realized that my keys were not in my purse. For the first time in six months. And also, the first time in six months that neither audiovile nor naudia were home, nor were going to be for hours. The garage happened to be unlocked, so I got out my bike--mind you, it is dark, and I am still in dress slacks and a blouse--and rode the 2 miles to sweh's house to pick up his key. (Also, he fed me, comforted me, and let me rant, because he is loving and clever and supportive and other good things.) I only nearly died of stupid drivers twice. It would have been better if I could've taken my Burning Man bike, which is festooned with EL wire, but the tires were flat and the only pump we have runs off the car battery, aheheheheh.

Iz can be bed tiem now plz.

Comments

[dagnycat522.livejournal.com]

Your day is definitely more cranky worthy than mine. Though I did almost lose my wallet, because it was in my pocket (I just don't feel safe keeping my wallet in my bag, which is probably illogical) because I was sitting
un-primly in my dress slacked during lunch. But I did have to do the "sprint to Port Authority" thing today because I had an appointment, and so I arrive at Port Authority all sweaty and totally not sexy and they won't let me on the bus because the ticket I had left over from my spiel as a Jersey commmuter is expired by one day. And it's not even a pass, it's just a ticket!
So waiting for the next bus annoyances ensued. I love Jersey to death, but I don't think I could deal with commuting there daily.

New plan: Since I think I heard once you're quite awesome at sewing, etc, I think you should invent women's dress slacks with better pockets. I would buy a lifetimes supply.

[syringavulgaris.livejournal.com]

Oh my GOD their bus ticket idiocies piss me off to no end. Before they let us use train passes for free bus rides, I wanted to get maybe five tix or so, just to have around in case of sudden "Oh shit, need to get the bus" moments. But wait! They're only good for TWO MONTHS! What a uselessly stupid and pointless requirement--particularly when you consider a single-ride train ticket is good for a year.

For the pants question--it's a designer that's needed for this, really. Otherwise it'd look pastede on yay. (Skillwise, I'm not awesome yet, though I have ambitions of becoming so. Lower journeyman level, perhaps.)

[arkham1010.livejournal.com]

i was thinking of posting my whine and cheese pictures, but i am refraining this time

[syringavulgaris.livejournal.com]

Ha! You're running out!!

Pockets

[cobrawoman.livejournal.com]

All of my slacks have usable pockets. And then, of course, there's that ugly vest that I always wear, which is just a means of carrying extra pockets on my person. And then there's the belt bag, which amounts to more pockets.

I have forsaken fashion for pockets. I wouldn't mind having both, but I know which I'll select on a regular basis. Even some of my dressy clothes have pockets, but not (yet) formal wear.

One thing about my job (hah!): I don't need to worry about the dress code.