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amanda_loddenIn the course of packing for GenCon, I discovered that the pens I keep in my laptop case/carryon have leaked. Rather a lot, in fact.
Of course, I discovered this the hard way. Is it possible to ever discover this sort of thing the easy way?
So, now my hand is blue. After a half-dozen Clorox wipes, I think I've got all the ink of out the bag itself, and as much as will come off of the headphones I also keep in that pocket. (Fortunately, the stupidly-expensive iPod that lives in that pocket has its own little sleeve within the pocket to live in, and escaped the mess. I would be decidedly put out if I had to replace it.) Neither the wipes nor scrubbing with lots of soap will take off the last remnants of blue from my skin, though.
On a related note, I'm missing an entire folder's worth of CDs, some of which I wanted to rip songs off of to put on the iPod for the trip. This has largely made me want to scream and start going through everything we own and cleaning it out/digitizing it/labeling it/etc. While that particular mood is often helpful in the long run, it really doesn't mix well with the "have to be ready to leave in a day and a half" mode that I ought to be in.
Of course, I discovered this the hard way. Is it possible to ever discover this sort of thing the easy way?
So, now my hand is blue. After a half-dozen Clorox wipes, I think I've got all the ink of out the bag itself, and as much as will come off of the headphones I also keep in that pocket. (Fortunately, the stupidly-expensive iPod that lives in that pocket has its own little sleeve within the pocket to live in, and escaped the mess. I would be decidedly put out if I had to replace it.) Neither the wipes nor scrubbing with lots of soap will take off the last remnants of blue from my skin, though.
On a related note, I'm missing an entire folder's worth of CDs, some of which I wanted to rip songs off of to put on the iPod for the trip. This has largely made me want to scream and start going through everything we own and cleaning it out/digitizing it/labeling it/etc. While that particular mood is often helpful in the long run, it really doesn't mix well with the "have to be ready to leave in a day and a half" mode that I ought to be in.
