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[KnottedYet]

Trek - the fortunes are printed on the inside of the wrapper.

Ug. I ate too much dinner. (I was really hungry). Now I gotta clean my apartment.

Buh-bye!

[Trek420]

'night!

[KnottedYet]

an hour later...

Knot stumbles out into the livingroom, a wild and desperate look in her eyes. Is it madness? No, it is Murphy soap fumes and the zing of orange-scented air freshener.

She braved the murky depths of adolescent hygiene, and cleaned SKnot's bathroom. Brave soul. Cleaned it top to bottom. Even scraped the congealed crud from his electric toothbrush. More cannot be revealed, lest delicate natures be affronted.

The she took safety and sanity into her own hands, and tidied his room and changed the sheets on his bed. Amazing discoveries of untold wealth ensued! Look! Stacks of clean underwear tucked away under the bed! Behold! Long-lost sweatshirts ! Gaze in wonder at several pairs of clean socks where no socks have gone before!

Ah, but not all discoveries are pleasant ones. Witness the terror of unidentifiable laundry trapped in the sheets at the foot of the bed. Food wrappers wandering aimlessly across the floor. Treacherous piles of paper (forgotten homework?) lurking in wait to topple the weary traveller.

Bedroom and bathroom are ready for the arrival of Grandma, who will be staying the night tomorrow. The washer and dryer are running at full speed. The couch already bears the warm fresh results of the last hour, waiting to be folded.

And now to tackle the rest of the apartment...

[Trek420]

wow, industrious. I usualy start cleaning then get distracted...dog wants to walk....cleaning ends....hence the mess dust, check TD, sweep, check TD walk dog....

[KnottedYet]

That's how it goes most of the time in my household maelstrom. But when Grandma comes to spend the night, break out the soap and scrub-brushes! Battle stations! Woooop wooop woooop!

[KnottedYet]

Whoa! No-one posted at all last night? Is the power out in the Antipodes?

I slept like crap, had nightmares, and am miserable. I should take a pic of me with these huge bags under my eyes and post it so y'all can see the real me. (I look nothing like Flossie, who always arises fresh and sparkly and ready to greet the day with a smile.)

It is pitch dark here. Don't think I'd ever feel safe riding when it's this dark. How do you darkness-commuters do it?

Coffee. Gotta drink coffee. Eating breakfast might be a good idea, too.

[Fredwina]

It is pitch dark here. Don't think I'd ever feel safe riding when it's this dark. How do you darkness-commuters do it?
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with my current job, I'm not commuting, but the key is good lights and good night vision. I usually start riding at 5AM on weekdays, but this week I only got one ride in. Monday I was in 29 Palms with the 508, Tuesday I decided to sleep in. Wednesday I slept in, and Today I forgot to set the alarm. Now I have to decide what I want to do this weekend. My company is having a picnic at the beach, the Riverside club is having a century (on the path where I broke my arm), or I can do a ride in Redlands and go to a 'puter meeting afterwards....

[chickwhorips]

sorry you didn't sleep so well knot. even with baggs under your eyes i'm sure you still look beautiful.

my cleaning is usually along trek's style of cleaning. takes me 5 hours to do a 2 hour clean.

ah yes the dark times have come. it so hard just getting up in the morning when the sun isn't coming up until 9:18am going down at 7:56pm and we are losing 4 mins and 26 seconds a day. noooooooooo!!!!!!

[SadieKate]

5 days of drift to sift . . . I need the Cliff Notes version. Any absolutely life changing events or epiphanies I shouldn't miss?