It constantly amazes me that I can go from shoveling goat poop one day to writing code the next. There are so many areas in life that are contrasts, mine is probably an extreme. Opera one night, watching The Onion Movie the next. Dressed in heels and dangly earrings one day, sweats and dirty T-shirt in another. Yesterday I borrowed a friend's pickup and loaded it with rock, spent the rest of the day in the library working on my homework for my web design class, then at 6pm, started shoveling the rock into the wheelbarrow to spread around behind my house. Of course it would have been so much easier if the tire wasn't flat. It has a chronic-type of flatness. You can fill it every day and the next morning it will be flat. Take it to the garage, have them fix it you say? Done that. Twice. I gave up. It's easier to drive it flat. A lot less headache for me, since it takes 45 minutes to drive into town.
Unfortunately for me, it seems every time I go somewhere nice, I end up putting my hand out to meet someone and seeing the dirt under my nails. Or like this morning, when I drove into town and realized I hadn't brushed my hair yet...
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When did you borrow my wheelbarrow?
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