Sep. 23rd, 2007

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I just washed a new shirt, that I'd only worn once, for the first time. When I wore it, a couple of days ago, I was a little annoyed because not only was it snug across my chest, it was roomy at the waist, even though it's a fitted line. So, workable, but not as flattering as I'd thought when I tried it on. (OTOH, when I tried it on I was in mourning for several other shirts that were a wonderful line, fit me great in the waist and hips, but were way too tight across the chest, so just finding something that I could wear seemed nice.)

Anyhow, I tried it on after washing it, worried that it would have shrunk. And it did.

But it shrunk in the waist, and not in the chest*, so it fits me much better now. I'm kind of amazed. I must have pleased a goddess or something.

(It's embroidered, and as far as I can tell the embroidery is what shrunk.)

Meanwhile, silence is... really, much better than golden. Silence is like crisp clean autumn air. Silence is like standing next to a waterfall.

And neuroanatomy is making sense. Now if a few Aplysia interneurons consent to backfill, and I continue to have a supply of apples... that would be perfect.

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