Feb. 16th, 2006 09:02 am
I iz dum (Part 403)
I can lose anything. For New Year's,
monshu wanted to raid the beautiful boxed set of chopsticks he bought me last year for his banquet. I tore apart the place, never found it. I "lost" my cellphone charger for two days merely by plugging it into a different outlet; when it wasn't by my bed, I assumed it was (a) at
monshu's or (b) at work, and when it wasn't either of those places, I declared it "missing".
Earlier this morning, I was awakened by cat foolishness. (Yes, the lovely Delia is again my houseguest.) She's an indoor cat; she's always been an indoor cat. So, of course, the outdoors holds an irresistable fascination for her, even when it consists merely of the hall beyond my front door. She kept meowing, leading me to the front door, and turning in small circles until I decided to give her a taste of the forbidden so she could discover just how insipid it was.
I went to put on my bathrobe and, lo, what did I find underneath it? The khaki slacks I've been looking for two weeks! I last wore them at Christmastime and couldn't figure out what I'd done with them. Apparently, I was short of hangers when I laundered them and doubled up. They've been right under my nose all this time, kept out of sight by a bit gray flannel.
That is why I am stupid.
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Earlier this morning, I was awakened by cat foolishness. (Yes, the lovely Delia is again my houseguest.) She's an indoor cat; she's always been an indoor cat. So, of course, the outdoors holds an irresistable fascination for her, even when it consists merely of the hall beyond my front door. She kept meowing, leading me to the front door, and turning in small circles until I decided to give her a taste of the forbidden so she could discover just how insipid it was.
I went to put on my bathrobe and, lo, what did I find underneath it? The khaki slacks I've been looking for two weeks! I last wore them at Christmastime and couldn't figure out what I'd done with them. Apparently, I was short of hangers when I laundered them and doubled up. They've been right under my nose all this time, kept out of sight by a bit gray flannel.
That is why I am stupid.