Andrea called on my way home from Barton Springs this morning. They got stuck in Toronto and she wanted to check up on me. I told her I'm fine, and that my latest obsession is whether or not I'll regret not having a 27 on the back.
She said she doesn't think I need it, but that it would give me peace of mind to have it. She suggested I "throw it in my suitcase" (umm, I'd need to buy the cassette first) and that Jamie would put it on for me on Friday.
I don't know. I'm not sure why I waited until the last minute to deal with this, or even if I should deal with it. If I really wanted it, I could have put it on a couple of weeks ago when the thought first crossed my mind.
Lots to do today. A trip to
the shop isn't in the cards. Oh yeah! It's TUESDAY! A trip to
the shop is definitely not in the cards! Ok, that's too funny!! Not really. It just struck my funny bone. Ok, no more coffee.