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Lifestyles of the poor and nameless

Tuesday, May 24, 2005 at 2:21 PM

D'oh

I woke up late (again) and was racing through the house to get out. On my way out, I forgot the "other" bag, (yes, that bag that we must carry in addition to the handbag) and so I became even later.

I ran out of the house and tried to run down the street towards the train station, but running while leaning off to the side (to offset the bag) is not too efficient. In the end, I missed the train by about 1 minute. That was at 7:45am. The next train didn't come until 8:40am. Grrr!

Blogger Dee's two cents:

what the hell is in the "other" bag? Don't turn into a bag lady. Be careful. There's a lady at my church who carries 4, count 'em, four bags to church. Don't turn into a bag lady.  

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