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Strange day. Stood in front of a barbeque for four hours and could not get rid of the smell of meat from my nostrils. Washed my hair twice, used smelly soap, wore perfume, even washed my glasses for God's sake and still I smell like meat. Urk and yuck.
On a slightly more fannish and rather pathetic note, realized my attire for today is a little, hmm, strange? stalker-esque? about ten minutes ago. New (olive) cargo pants from Old Navy (my crack, I tell ya) and a long sleeve black shirt. Flip flops, not combat boots, so we're safe on that front. At least it wasn't on purpose, I guess. *scurries to change so as to avoid looking like a complete fangirl*
On a slightly more fannish and rather pathetic note, realized my attire for today is a little, hmm, strange? stalker-esque? about ten minutes ago. New (olive) cargo pants from Old Navy (my crack, I tell ya) and a long sleeve black shirt. Flip flops, not combat boots, so we're safe on that front. At least it wasn't on purpose, I guess. *scurries to change so as to avoid looking like a complete fangirl*
