Where are the damn Mayflowers?
Pullman weather is tricky. And evil. Tricky, evil Pullman weather.
The skies were all clear and sunny this morning so I thought that I would wear a nice spring-y skirt. It's linen and cream/khaki colored (I can't really tell, but I'm pretty sure it's light-colored). I also decided to wear some heels.
The sunshine and clear skies lasted until approximately 3:15 pm. It was at this point that I was walking back to my car, a ten to fifteen minute walk. I was about halfway between my car and my office, when apparently God looked down and said, "Hmm, let's see, Ace looks completely unprepared for less-than-stellar weather, and she's nowhere near shelter. And it's Tuesday. And I'm bored. Let's see what we can do."
And the skies opened.
A torrential downpour ensued and I got soaked. SOAKED. And my cute skirt? Turns out, in case you were curious, that when wet, said skirt becomes translucent. That's right, little Ace put on a little flash show today. Wet T-shirt contest? Too tame for me. Bring on the completely-see-through-plastered-to-the-skin skirt any day.
Sex. Ay.
And then I fell and twisted my ankle.
Soaking wet and gimped out. Will I miss Pullman? Not so much. Silver lining to my cloud from a vengeful God: they make Girl Scout Cookies ice-cream! Thanks to Dwayne's brilliant tip, my evening is set. All I need is a spoon.
The skies were all clear and sunny this morning so I thought that I would wear a nice spring-y skirt. It's linen and cream/khaki colored (I can't really tell, but I'm pretty sure it's light-colored). I also decided to wear some heels.
The sunshine and clear skies lasted until approximately 3:15 pm. It was at this point that I was walking back to my car, a ten to fifteen minute walk. I was about halfway between my car and my office, when apparently God looked down and said, "Hmm, let's see, Ace looks completely unprepared for less-than-stellar weather, and she's nowhere near shelter. And it's Tuesday. And I'm bored. Let's see what we can do."
And the skies opened.
A torrential downpour ensued and I got soaked. SOAKED. And my cute skirt? Turns out, in case you were curious, that when wet, said skirt becomes translucent. That's right, little Ace put on a little flash show today. Wet T-shirt contest? Too tame for me. Bring on the completely-see-through-plastered-to-the-skin skirt any day.
Sex. Ay.
And then I fell and twisted my ankle.
Soaking wet and gimped out. Will I miss Pullman? Not so much. Silver lining to my cloud from a vengeful God: they make Girl Scout Cookies ice-cream! Thanks to Dwayne's brilliant tip, my evening is set. All I need is a spoon.
posted by Ace | 5:38 PM
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