The problem with sandals and your moment of numerological coincidence

[featherynscale]

The problem with backless sandals is that you have two options: either you can walk with your foot scrunched up to hold the shoe on, or you can let the shoe flap with every step and smack you in the bottom of the foot.

The former apparently causes the muscles in my thighs to become so knotted that it causes me pain when someone rubs my thighs, which is bad.

The latter is... well. I suppose that it would be simply annoying for most people, as it is awfully loud. But for me, it's a slightly more complex experience, which is, in its own way, just as untenable.

Also, today I entered the 23,000th invoice on our company's current payables system. It was for a bill issued on 5/23/05, and the invoice number was 23005. Do you believe that?

Comments

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Dork. I'm neither a hippie nor a yuppie, and I'll set fire to anyone who says different.

Besides, I usually do wear sensible shoes. Nine days out of ten I'm wearing Doc Martens, and it doesn't get any more sensible than that without being imported from Germany. In fact, I thought these were sensible when I bought them, which is why I bought them. As it turns out, that's not the case, which is why they will be adorning a table at the Gaia Garage Sale.

It's not that....

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

Not to cort a fiery incident that would involve much hugging, but I think he's calling you something of a "Yippie", without wanting to actually use such a horrible word.

It's nice to know that I've acquired a fine collection of boots while in the Army. Gods know, it had to be good for something.