leahbobet ([personal profile] leahbobet) wrote2009-09-14 12:33 pm

Sell out with me tonight.

Due to a string of stunning coincidences, I ended up walking into work this morning with a Starbucks coffee of a more-than-five-word name* in one hand and my dry cleaning in the other.**

Yes. I picked up my dry cleaning on the way to work. I am a person who now has dry cleaning and walks with it industriously down busy downtown streets, slurping her fancy latte as she goes.

Today, I am a hilarious New York chick-lit stereotype. :D

*Insomnia! Slept a little late! Had to pick something up on the way in!
**I am reporting in the House twice this week and reporting a committee the day after those! My jacket smelled! It's dry clean only, and if I bring it here and leave it here, that's one less thing to worry about in the morning tomorrow!

[identity profile] kats-kradle.livejournal.com 2009-09-15 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
If imagined with the leaves of the trees starting to turn and the weather we've been having lately, that's actually a pretty pleasing image.

[identity profile] leahbobet.livejournal.com 2009-09-15 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
It would have been pretty fun if it wasn't so windy; the bag kept blowing into my legs. Ah well. *g*

[identity profile] kats-kradle.livejournal.com 2009-09-15 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
I'm going to admit I really hate wispy plastic on my legs so that sounds seriously annoying.

[identity profile] leahbobet.livejournal.com 2009-09-15 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a bit, yeah, but still a satisfying two and a half blocks of my life. *g*