The Day of Many Posts

One upshot of terrible insomnia is that, for me, it leads to blog updates. So, that's a good thing, I guess. I didn't have any trouble falling asleep, but then I woke up once for my mid-night snack, once for no discernible reason but couldn't get back to sleep for hours, and then one last time, a little bit ago (early for me). I decided to just let it be wake-up time, and when I took Magnus out for his morning outdoor time, I noticed the dryer was going (the vent is right by my back porch). Knowing that I had tossed a load of stuff the dryer on last night before bed, I was very alarmed at the thought that perhaps the dryer was stuck in spinning/venting mode (hm, this sounds like an analogy for mine own life).

I just went down to the basement to check, and it turns out that there's something in the dryer that's someone else's, and all of my things were in my little basket. The only thing about this is, my load was pretty much all panties and othersuch. Normally, I'm not bothered by the fact that one of the guys might see a pair mixed in with all the jeans and sweatshirts, but there was no chance for someone to "burrito wrap" the unmentionables in a big fluffy towel here. All panties, all the time.

Only thing I can say about this is, I hope it was Matt.