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Okay so...
May. 31st, 2008 09:37 am![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
atomiks emails and says:
I'll be dropping by early tomorrow morning to pick up zee cash. Some time before noon.
Some time before noon, he says.
Thankfully, instead of our normal am rise of 'late-ish', Cynra & I got up early to sort through clothes for the Diabetes Association.
So, at 8:30 when he calls, we're up. I greet him at the door partially clothed (underwear is clothing) and realize that we have no money in the house.
Okay, no problem. There's a CU atm across town.
After learning that you can't turn right into a farmer's market (well, you can, but then it's some sort of C&W Blues Brothers remake ("Hey, they have a honey stall." "I like honey".)) we eventually make it to the CU, after I point out the local landmarks ("That park was used in the filming of Trojan Horse!").
And that is the story of why I'm wearing pants at 9:30 on a Saturday.
I think I may have also volunteered to participate in the Becel Ride for Heart next year. Or possibly the Moraine Ride. Or something.
