My Midsummer
Jun. 22nd, 2011 12:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nonionayMidsummer's Eve I spent with my friend Liz, visiting the Salvation Army to buy hawaiian shirts for the Locus Awards. We were charged with getting a couple for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kehrli, and much energy was spent debating if a shirt was ugly enough for him. One wasn't even a proper hawaiian shirt, just covered in cartoon hams. We weren't sure if it was a true Keffy shirt, but I made the executive decision that whether it was or wasn't a Keffy shirt, we wouldn't get it, simply because I didn't want to have to look at Keffy wearing it.
In addition to the shirts, I scored some handmade Italian leather shoes for 5$. They're super comfy. Plus, I just like that I'm wearing men's shoes. :-)
However, when I reached my building, I discovered that in my haste to meet up with Liz, I'd left my keys at work. Twilight on the stoop was nice, if mosquito-filled. Keffy was already on his way to pick up the shirts we'd bought him, so I simply returned with him to his place, despite his protests that his couch was covered in cat pee. Turns out, it smelled mildly of cleaning products, and that was it (at least to my insensitive nose.)
I spent the solstice itself putting tabs in books at work (after two days, I'm almost done!) and looking forward to not having to lug around a huge bag of Salvation Army clothes and jars of satay sauce from Uwajimaya.
kehrli, and much energy was spent debating if a shirt was ugly enough for him. One wasn't even a proper hawaiian shirt, just covered in cartoon hams. We weren't sure if it was a true Keffy shirt, but I made the executive decision that whether it was or wasn't a Keffy shirt, we wouldn't get it, simply because I didn't want to have to look at Keffy wearing it.In addition to the shirts, I scored some handmade Italian leather shoes for 5$. They're super comfy. Plus, I just like that I'm wearing men's shoes. :-)
However, when I reached my building, I discovered that in my haste to meet up with Liz, I'd left my keys at work. Twilight on the stoop was nice, if mosquito-filled. Keffy was already on his way to pick up the shirts we'd bought him, so I simply returned with him to his place, despite his protests that his couch was covered in cat pee. Turns out, it smelled mildly of cleaning products, and that was it (at least to my insensitive nose.)
I spent the solstice itself putting tabs in books at work (after two days, I'm almost done!) and looking forward to not having to lug around a huge bag of Salvation Army clothes and jars of satay sauce from Uwajimaya.
