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Funny story...

First things first. If you ever hear someone respond to a question or whatever with "Funny story...", walk away fast. I mean seriously, just leave. Most of the time you will not find it funny. Especially if I say it, so feel free to leave. Go read another blog entry or if you want a good read, read Jessie Diggins' blog. She's an amazing skier and her blog entries are usually pretty good. Which reminds me that I have read all the through to her most recent blog post! I am now reading through Reese Hanneman's blog. Okay, back to the story. Well actually we haven't really gotten to the story yet so I guess it would technically be something more along the lines of: Okay, let's get to the story. There that's better. Okay, I'm just going to start a new paragraph and the story shall begin there.

So, funny story...After icing various body parts yesterday I started packing for Hawaii. I know we're not leaving until the second but Vienna and I are sharing a non-carry on and I'm going to her house  on Thursday to see how we're going to do this. As  I was packing I realized that I'm in need of clean underwear. (Yes I have a lot of underwear. I'm a girl it's what we do). I probably didn't need to share that but oh well, it's my blog. I can say what I want. Anyways, so I decided that this would be the perfect time to do laundry. I also realized that just about everything I own is dirty, which explains why I've been wearing clothes I usually don't wear often. ANYWAYS,  I did a load, and all was all fine and dandy. Until I remembered that the drier's broke. -.- I got creative....
Yup. That's my creativeness at work!
I actually wound up doing another load. That load only looks small. Half the clothes were moisture-wicking, for working out. Then there's another line that you can't see because it's on the other side of the room. I set up a fan that'd blow on them and the dehumidifier.
OH NO!!!!!!! I just realized that I left my inhaler in the gym after track!!!!! Crap!! Hopefully KJ grabbed it since it was somewhat by his stuff...

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