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There is no karma. Know how I know?

Because I gave my umbrella to a homeless dude, and then got shoulderchecked by some asshole into the overflow of a gutter (and accompanying ankle-deep puddle; converse sneakers < useless).

*drips crossly on Trinity tiles*

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Ack! Does it help to be assured that the two incidents are not related? I think you did a very sweet thing in giving your umbrella to the homeless dude. You have every right to feel grumpy about that other guy though -- did you at least give him some choice words?

Well, it wasn't that sweet - I was only a few minutes from college, and backpack-sized umbrellas are just one of those things that tend to accumulate endlessly in our house.

And man, I wish I'd been able to rip that guy a new one, but I spent a second too long spluttering in shock, and he vanished into the crowd.

Awww, sweetheart.

It is counterbalanced by how good it feels, after three hours, to be HOME and DRY, and WARM.

*crawls under bedcovers*

If it rains tomorrow, on my flimsy interview shoes, I will weep.

Yay, warm and dry and not freezing!

If that happens, I'll be forced to send a small care-package. If you like care-packages, that is.

I think the real question here is: who doesn't like care-packages? Unfortunately, that also probably includes the Irish postal system, which I am convinced is out to get me. Or more specifically, anything I ever send or am meant to receive.

*still pretty sure that some postman somewhere is really enjoying her SG:A and BSG dvds right now*

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