shadow19's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Owww. We're off to Reno EARLY Sunday AM. I'm still trying to calculate how early we have to get up for our 6:30 am flight (considering that the airport's an hour from here). I'm not loving the time that I come up with, so I just keep recalculating, which really doesn't change anything, but keeps my brain spinning in an endless loop of fruitless thought. That's what I'm best at, really. My right heel is SORE...probably plantar something. I'm icing it right now with a bag of peas, and trying some stretching exercises, but it's still ghastly achy. I'm sure that the concrete floors at work aren't helping. Must find some shoes with about two feet of padding. Know of any? The conference booklet suggests that we "dress up" (they wrote it with quotes, not me) for the banquet Thursday night. But I'm casual, casual, casual, and so I'm ditching the idea of a dress (who wants to pack one anyway?) and will just wear BETTER casual clothes. One must be true to oneself, musn't one? Fred agrees. That's why he's cool. (Hmmm...by writing "dress up" with QUOTES, maybe they mean we're supposed to wear costumes! Now THAT would be a dilemma.) Why do I iron clothes that I'm shoving into a duffle bag? I don't know, but I can't make myself stop. I'm reading a book about candy (maybe it's Candy Freak???) and it's oh-so true. The author says that Chuckles were a mistake...who needs a candy with the consistency of cartilage? Gotta agree. Okay, must limp to bed. Picture pain stars shooting out from my heel. Thanks. 11:41 p.m. - 2005-07-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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