scrawls
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20.2.04
I did a silly thing yesterday. Or a pair of silly things. Several, actually.

i decided i needed a pair of sneakers. that was the first silly thing. i have one pair but they're blue suede and ... well ... there is a limited number of activities it is possible to perform in a pair of blue suede sneakers, and they don't include tromping through mud puddles with either of the Dogs. so i needed a new pair of sneakers and i went to the shoe store after work.

the people in the shoe store were all very nice, one in particular, and kept bringing me piles and piles of shoes to try on. like, seriously, piles and piles and piles. i think i tried on over half the athletic shoes in the store, most of them in multiple sizes. so they were more helpful than they've ever been when i've previously been in that particular shoe store. they're nice, but not this nice. so i found a pair of sneakers i liked and bought them and left and then when i was in the parking lot i took out my car keys and ... what's this?... i have a 9/16 wrench in my pocket. which is small enough for me to not notice it's there after a minute, because it happens at work that i walk around with wrenches in my pockets, not every day, but on a fairly regular basis. everybody needs wrenches. and i forgot that it was in my pocket when i left work. that was the second silly thing. but, anyway, it's also big enough that it sticks out of my back pocket by about two inches. and of course i'm sitting down bending over trying on shoes and probably everybody could see my underwear too but there's this big ol wrench in my pocket. and what kind of girl wears a thong and carries a wrench? obviously one you want to be nice to.

so then i'm home and the Loved One comes home and we go out to the bar and when we're walking into the bar i'm looking at my shoes and looking at his shoes and they're both Nikes, okay, and maybe Nike recycles its toe patterns.

so then when we're leaving the bar i look at his shoes again and they look an awful lot like mine. he decided he needed new sneakers maybe a month ago. i hadn't really looked at them - he always gets the same shoes when his old ones wear out - grey sneakers, black or white or red or orange or green detailing. at least he never gets white ones - they would look truly awful after a while. anyway. so i look at his shoes and they look an awful lot like mine. and we get home, and i compare our shoes. they have thei accidentally got the same pair of shoes. but mine are blue. and smaller. and made for women. but that was the third silly thing.

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