OK, am v. annoyed--I had my two favorite lipglosses (er...only lipglosses?) in my purse's outer pocket. Where I also keep my keys.
Now they are gone. I am pretty darn sure I did not move them both to anywhere else (I could've moved one but wouldn't have moved both).
I highly doubt anyone would've stolen my lipgloss but not my money.
So I'm guessing they fell out somewhere (??) and will never be seen again. Which means I have to go try to find lipgloss in the right colors again. ARGH.
(Edit: I realize this is not exactly "CANCER!" or "TAXES!" or "EXPLODING TOILETS!" but...I want to look pretty right now, dangit!)
Stephen just called my cell to tell me not to open the bedroom door, because Switch is right outside it with a not!dead mouse in his mouth.
This is a gift I would rather not get, I have to say.
JZ, I forgot you had several bosses to work for. I don't envy you that. I don't miss my days as an underpaid underappreciated admin AT ALL. I feel for you. I hope it gets better.
Man, if you wanna learn how to feel old, return to a town 25 years later & ask about an old hangout - "Oh, the Espresso Bar? It closed 15 yrs ago!"
Huh, aside from historical things, I am not sure I'd think any business was still around in 25 years.
I hung up a few more things -- Go me!
My ears are clogged. I do not want the cold that all the kids seem to getting before school starts here.
It was *the* place to go at the time because it was the only place in Pasadena (that wasn't a bar) that stayed open late even on weeknights. It had a thriving music and art scene around it. I imagine what happened is that when Pasadena redeveloped its downtown into "Old Pasadena" the rents shot up and they couldn't hack that. Bummer, though. And, yes, I feel like Rip Van Winkle.
