(Old stuff: February 10 & 11) Ugg boots, package fail, and the Running Manager

[azurelunatic]

Thursday 2/10

Having actually seen Ugg boots now, I have to say that they're actually a little more attractive than moon boots, and we wore that shit to school in the 80s. My fashion objections to Crocs stand, but I can live with Uggs.

I kicked the computer cord (again) at work, and didn't swear.

My parents sent me a package. They got the package returned. Usually, packages are delivered to the apartment complex office. This time, the apartment complex office was closed when the package was delivered, so it went to the post office. My mailbox and I aren't always the most friendly with each other. I missed the slip. Woops.



Friday 2/11

Sometimes the news makes me cry for good reasons. Egypt ejected Mubarak.

Work continued; the manager-type continued to sprint around the building, much to my secret delight.

Comments

[wibbble]

You went to school in the 80s in Alaska. Ugg boots in urban areas are the footwear equivalent of people driving Range Rovers that never get muddy.

[xlerb.livejournal.com]

Huh. The Uggs I've seen looked fairly delicate and thin-soled, and certainly the people I'd usually see wearing them didn't seem the type to walk over any surface that hadn't been shoveled/plowed/snowblown. That was in the Boston area; this might vary.

And there is something to be said for serious boots even in more urban areas. Someone didn't shovel their piece of sidewalk? STOMP STOMP STOMP. A curb cut is blocked by a giant plow-mound? STOMP STOMP STOMP. Big puddle of icy slush? STOMP SPLOOSH. And so on.

[azurelunatic]

Cigarette butts? Suspicious puddles? Broken glass? Etc.

[wibbble]

Sorry, you're right, Ugg boots are more like the Porsche Cayenne - it looks vaguely like an off-road car, but it's not really any good for any kind of driving.