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Midterm Thursday. . .

 




Technically, I think our midterm was yesterday (Wednesday), but who's counting?  

In any case, already in the Spring Break mindset, and although there are some work related things to take care of next week, my mind is on the predicted late winter (appreciable) snowfall we are supposed to receive Friday and/or Saturday, which would be a super way to round out the winter.  You know.  A few final family jaunts out on the ski trails in the East Lansing area.  Hope springs eternal when snow is a possibility.

But I digress.

Attire and accessory-wise, a number of familiar and exceedingly comfortable items today.  You reach a point where the wardrobe is like you want it, and it is simply a matter of maintaining the status quo. Not always a bad thing in my book.

-- Heinz-Ulrich 




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  1. JohnnyMarch 2, 2023 at 10:12 AM

    Respectfully, why are the ribs of your socks almost always twisted like that? Do you do that deliberately, or do you just not care? (I assume it's the latter.)

    It actually doesn't look that bad, but my OCD won't allow it for myself; when it happens to me when I'm putting my socks on, I have to push the sock back down to my ankle, re-situate it so that the ribs will be in straight vertical lines, then pull it back up.

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  2. AnonymousMarch 2, 2023 at 11:03 AM

    Thank you for your comment! I suppose something closer to the latter. It's usually so early in the morning and dark in my bedroom where I dress, that this particular detail escapes my attention. Once the day takes off, about 8am, I'm more concerned that my socks stay up, though I suppose straightening them is something I should pay a bit more attention to in the first place.

    Kind Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich

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