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And not just any pair of pants, but my favorite jeans, my 501s I found in a Haight-Ashbury thrift store when we went to San Francisco over Thanksgiving a couple years ago. I mean, it's not like I'm whoring around town, dropping my pants on some random guy's floor and then getting chased out the window when his angry boyfriend comes home. No, not any more. Ditto for not leaving them in bathhouses, park bushes, airport restrooms, or Liza Minelli's front lawn (never did any of those things in fact...except maybe the last one, can't be sure, the light was bad). I thought they were in with the dirty clothes, but we did laundry today, and no, no luck. This pisses me off a tad, I wanted to take them to San Diego tomorrow (they've needed to get away for a bit).

If anyone has them, please let me know.

I did end up getting a snow day, even though the snow was pretty pathetic. It was actually worse up at school, but the ice was bad everywhere so I felt no compulsion to go in, even though they had classes today (I wasn't teaching so I told the boss "uh uh."). Considering I was still up until after 3 this morning, that's a good thing. I ended up sleeping until 11 this morning once I finally got to sleep. Not sure what was going on, the wind was loud so that was part of it, and it was blowing part of the fence against a wall until I went out into the snow at 1:30am and propped something against it (just call me Grizzly Adams. Or MacGyver.). My mind was just racing and I couldn't turn it off. Of course, there's one thing that usually helps, and all I'm saying is, thank goodness Adrian was up at 3am, too.

Any word on those pants yet?