I seem to have struck a chord with my tale of laundry woe. Upon entering the NPL Chat Room, I saw this exchange:
canadianpuzzler: Hi Saw. (FWIW, I have laundry too; I'll be starting it in about half an hour, I think.
QAQAQ: Oh, thanks for reminding me ... I still have to put up my laundry at some point
tablesaw: Wow. My laundry has caused an outflowing of support.
tahnan: I, on the other hand, don't think you should be airing it in public.
QAQAQ: Why not? It's not like we have Fashion Guy here to critique it
canadianpuzzler: Unfortunately, however, everybody talks about your laundry, but nobody does anything about it.
Unfortunately indeed. On Monday, during one of my conversations with Veek, I mentioned that one of the things I'd been doing since my vacation was avoiding laundry. Oh, how true that was. Yesterday, when moving around clothes in what did not, ultimately, lead to me actually cleaning my clothes. I was finally able to shake loose that most mystical of all laminated documents, my driver's license. It haunts me still that, had I done laundry earlier, I would still be able to claim that I'd never seen the inside of a Hooters.
Anyway, most of my clothes are clean now. I still didn't have the willpower to go in there for a long stretch, so I limited myself to work essentials and whites. I'll have to return over the weekend.
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QAQAQ: Oh, thanks for reminding me ... I still have to put up my laundry at some point
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QAQAQ: Why not? It's not like we have Fashion Guy here to critique it
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Unfortunately indeed. On Monday, during one of my conversations with Veek, I mentioned that one of the things I'd been doing since my vacation was avoiding laundry. Oh, how true that was. Yesterday, when moving around clothes in what did not, ultimately, lead to me actually cleaning my clothes. I was finally able to shake loose that most mystical of all laminated documents, my driver's license. It haunts me still that, had I done laundry earlier, I would still be able to claim that I'd never seen the inside of a Hooters.
Anyway, most of my clothes are clean now. I still didn't have the willpower to go in there for a long stretch, so I limited myself to work essentials and whites. I'll have to return over the weekend.