All day today, the world was ending. Yet, my boyfriend and I just had to get to our respective jobs. So, he drove me as close to South Lake Union as he could, and I bundled up in my sole (and apparently woefully inadequate) raincoat, and hiked through local floods, all so I could try to be a scientist.
Here are the three e-mails I wrote him this morning:
8:34AM
So my pants were thoroughly drenched by the time I got from your car to the lab. I decided to change temporarily into my emergency pants and flip-flops, to give my pants and boots some time to dry. I've upgraded my emergency clothes from last time, so thankfully it's my racing-stripe jeans that I'm stuck wearing. But now, for the pants, it's looking like a permanent arrangement... since, while changing, I accidentally stepped on one leg of my wet pants as I attempted to lift them up. Thus, I now have a hole in my pants, running from the crotch to a point appropriately where my anus would go - a hole now big
enough to shove my iBook G4 through. I hung my pants in my advisor's office, because she's out of town and I'm too embarrassed to show other people. The contents of my backpack are also 20% wet, due to water leaking through the zipper.
I also haven't painted my toenails in weeks, so they look pretty horrid.
Love,
-J
9:07AM
By the way, that failed coup against President Chavez I mentioned this morning was in 2002, not 2000. My bad.
-J
10:36AM
Also, I just discovered a leak in the roof right over my desk.
-J
And here's my boyfriend's reply:
1:07PM
Nice.
I think he would've been more impressed, but he hadn't yet seen me fit an iBook G4 through that hole.
Posted by James at December 3, 2007 06:54 PM