Apr. 29th, 2006

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
The best thing, of course, would be to have People who do my stuff-toting for me.

Failing that, I've learned over the years exactly how much I can carry, and how far, when I'm grocery shopping and walking home with my purchases.  (Actually the exact maximum is a bit flexible depending on season, weather, terrain, and paper vs. plastic, but never mind.)  The trouble is that how much I can carry is generally a function of weight, rather than volume, so if I need to buy (for example) soda and milk on the same day, I'm not going to be able to get much else.  But when you've been locked in your room finishing your thesis for heaven only knows how long, the point where you run low on soda and milk coincides with the point when you run low on everything else in the world that is edible.

I was quite Clever to have thought of bringing my bookbag with me, empty, for soda-hauling purposes.  The fact that I was carrying it on my back, however, instead of on my fingers, did not make the soda less heavy.  Oy.

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