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I got a workout yesterday trying to sort of clean my apartment, which was set back some by the thought that I should launder my old beanbag armchair because its fabric has gotten pretty grubby. I found, unfortunately, that there is no internal layer to remove the cover from; you just unzip it and there are loose Styrofoam curds and recycled foam chips. I tried scooping it all out and filled two kitchen trash bags before stopping to estimate that I would probably need to fill at least five more. I re-estimated the work/worth ratio and threw it away, and set to vacuuming up the static-charged bits that had gotten everywhere.
I still had laundry to do, and at the laundromat that night I saw an ad on the TV for a chain I hadn't gone to in a long time (Who could hang a name on them?) and a new menu item looked really good. For lack of any other suggestions, this made a success of today's birthday lunch with my parents, because that Asiago Peppercorn Sirloin was every bit as tasty as I hoped it would be, and perfectly done. Otherwise, the visit was uneventful, as we are creatures of habit to a fault.
I got myself a Twitter. https://twitter.com/#!/CeruleanK
Not sure how much I'm going to use it. It's a bit overwhelming.
I still had laundry to do, and at the laundromat that night I saw an ad on the TV for a chain I hadn't gone to in a long time (Who could hang a name on them?) and a new menu item looked really good. For lack of any other suggestions, this made a success of today's birthday lunch with my parents, because that Asiago Peppercorn Sirloin was every bit as tasty as I hoped it would be, and perfectly done. Otherwise, the visit was uneventful, as we are creatures of habit to a fault.
I got myself a Twitter. https://twitter.com/#!/CeruleanK
Not sure how much I'm going to use it. It's a bit overwhelming.