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Didn't end up going to the game tonight.  As it turns out, John has yoga on Friday nights.  Also Tuesday and Thursday nights and Sunday mornings.  Oh--and we're not going to the festival tomorrow, because Sunday yoga got moved to Saturday.

I need some friends.

I also have a lot of stuff to do to get ready for the trip, so it's just as well that we're not doing anything.  I have to do laundry, which I did today, and I have to...well...ok, I have to put the laundry in a bag.  I don't have a bag; I tossed all my luggage during the Bed Bug Incident.  So I have to borrow a bag from John.

I'm a little stressed about clothes.  I guess it's kind of chilly in New England at night...and I'm going to be sleeping outside a couple of nights.  My clothes haven't arrived from Georgia yet, so all I have are a couple of pairs of capri pants, a bunch of tank tops, one pair of jeans, and a couple of lightweight men's dress shirts.  I think I have a zip-up sweatshirt, maybe.  And shoes--all I have are flip-flops and sandals.  I do have my tennis shoes, but they're ugly and I never wear them.  Oh hell, I have to wear them to fly--I can't wear sandals through security.  I've never understood how people can walk around barefoot in an AIRPORT.  No.  Way.

I'm in a pretty yucky mood today...tried to make it better by getting a pedicure, but the place I went to was pretty low-budget.  They didn't do my favorite part, the sugar scrub.  And they held me hostage at the end because my toes weren't dry yet...believe me, I'll be careful about the toes, if you just give me my shoes and let me leave.  

Bah.  Cranky.