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Everything went surprisingly well for the wedding. The travel itself sucked. Sat by a couple of space-invading farters on the way out, and on the way back the flight was fine but getting home was a nightmare. I figured I'd take Shuttle Express - there were a good number of people there waiting, which I thought gave me a better chance of catching a van pretty early. 1/2 an hour later, a driver called a name that could have been mine.

( The Joys of Inexperienced Drivers )

The only tip I give the driver is that he should study maps and drive around when not on duty. I have to lug my suitcase 4 blocks home.

More wedding blathering

( Stuff no one cares about, about family weddings )

I didn't get to wear the green silk dress; it was way too cold. Fortunately, I was forewarned and packed an alternate dress w/sweater. The pansies from Tucson whined all weekend long about how cold it was. Seriously, they act as though they have never experienced weather other than the 100 F scorching heat they get now.

And even though the moisturizer I used while traveling was for sensitive skin, it wasn't what I usually use and the little beauty mark aka mole by my right eye is very tender.

Why did I think I'd be okay to come to work today? Oh, that's right, because I expected to be home a good hour before I actually got home.

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Dude in room right behind me, when I started to close the door upon the commencement of a meeting: Oh, can you please leave that open, or would we be interrupting you?

Me: Dude, sorry you're hot but I'm not going to be stuck here for an hour listening to discussion about Episcopal Retirement Communities, mmmkay?

And then I slid the door shut. Of course, I didn't really say that out loud.