Earlier this evening, I was reading my flist, like you do... and I noticed that
liamstliam was asking for information I had handy, so I dropped him an e-mail to pass it on.
He replied saying that his lovely wife had had the info as well. (Silly men, not asking their wives first...)
I replied to his reply.
According to GMail, all three of these e-mails were sent within the same minute.
In other news, tomorrow morning promises to be QUITE wacky. I have to schlep TRex to school, then back home and then to my 10 am PT appointment, then back down to the train station and in to school to teach, and then to pick up the kiddo at the end of the day. That right there is NOT good for our fuel conservation efforts, but it's the norm rather than the rule so that's OK. M asked me today, "What, you're not going to bike to PT?" And if I didn't have to go to work straight after, I probably would, but I have to go to work straight after. As it is, I'm trying to figure out the logistics of clothing myself for both PT and work. I'm thinking that I will take my work clothes and just change in the bathroom at the PT clinic.