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IT WAS A DAY OF ILL OMEN FROM THE START.

I woke up and did my morning routine, showered and got dressed and got on the train to work. I happened to catch sight of myself in the reflection of a train window and realised hey, I look like someone mugged me, or I just rolled out of bed.

Turned out I didn't brush my hair after towelling it off, which wouldn't be a big deal except my hair tends to set however it was when it dried, so I went through the day looking vaguely as if someone had shocked me. HI, I'M SAM, AND THIS IS MY SURPRISED HAIR.

I spent most of the morning researching a woman who turned out not to exist, but in order to prove she didn't exist I had to dig up some super-obscure links, so while trying to avoid writing a research report on someone who ISN'T REAL I ended up researching her thoroughly anyway.

I'm pretty sure most of you are real.

My poor boss spilled bean soup all over the inside of her purse. Why was she carrying bean soup in her purse? I didn't dare inquire.

Finally I got off the train to come home and stepped into a torrential downpour, which gave me one of my few smiles of the day, because it was sunny out while it was raining. Mum taught me that when the sun shines while it's raining, it's a monkey's birthday; Gran taught me the much more horrible version when one sunny afternoon in Half Moon Bay it rained and she looked outside and said, "Ohhhhh, the devil is beating his wife!"

Sunny rain always makes me think of Gran and grin. I'm told I get my subversive streak from her.

Otherwise this day is a total loss. I'm going to eat crackers and sulk.

Comments

[illian.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure most of you are real.

For a given value of "real", sure!

[madripoor-rose.livejournal.com]

I generally consider myself surreal.

However, now on sucking days I can console myself with the fact, "at least my purse isn't full of bean soup."

[rosathome.livejournal.com]

Find the Olympic opening ceremony and watch it. Guaranteed to cheer you up.

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

Sadly, not with my view of the Olympics.

[mamculuna.livejournal.com]

I had decided to take my new running shoes for a walk down to Belmont Harbor and got there just in time for the downpour. Now have new WET running shoes, and an iPod that may or may not be working when it dries off.

You had no choice, but me, I checked the radar, which LIED.

Surprised will not be the word for my hair tonight. But I will avoid bean soup.

[bakaknight.livejournal.com]

Riced the iPod?

And I have a good news story for you: Two years ago, I ran my (one of many, I think I collect them or something) iPod through the wash.

Two weeks ago, it started working again.

Naturally, this necessitated a namechange. Unfortunately, it ended up being Frank, because I can't think of any good zombie names, but Frankenstein's Monster is pretty good for a starter.

[twirlynoodle.livejournal.com]

Why was she carrying bean soup in her purse?

Because she brought it for lunch and her purse seemed as good a place to carry it as any?

Perhaps you should subtly introduce her to the idea of using an old jam* jar for soupy lunches – infinitely reusable, doesn't retain odour, and the lid is much more secure than any sort of pop-off plastic thing.

*other jars are available

[eponymousanon.livejournal.com]

Yeah I've gotten fed up with my plastic storage leaking--I'm taking advantage of my move next week to switch over to canning jars with screw on plastic lids.

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

That's the thing, which I didn't give context for -- it wasn't like she brought it from home. She bought it at a local place and they didn't put the lid on properly, which...I suspect some of it coming off may have had to do with the fact that it was styrofoam and plastic, and not really meant to be carried in a purse...

[ncp.livejournal.com]

one sunny afternoon in Half Moon Bay it rained

Doesn't this happen, like, once a week or something?

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

IDK, Half Moon Bay is overcast a lot. It's that foggy San Francisco thing.

[petranef.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm not "real."

[stgreyhounds.livejournal.com]

There are days when I'm pretty sure I'm still velveteen.

...And then there are days when I suspect I might be Velveeta.

[sherylyn]

It's funny how the "sayings" vary in regard to different events. I always heard (from a mom and grandparents in central, VERY rural Texas) that when there is "sunny rain", it means it'll rain again tomorrow at the same time. Be sure to note if that ever actually happens ;-)

[sandrayln.livejournal.com]

My southern Louisiana grandmother always said when there's sun and rain, the devil is kissing his sister.

[http://users.livejournal.com/jane_drew_/]

Rain when it's sunny is a fox's wedding!

[mycatsellsclues.livejournal.com]

And if there is a rainbow, it is a gay fox wedding? Because this is a delightful image.

[elsajeni.livejournal.com]

I would've thought every day would be a monkey's birthday. There are so many monkeys, after all.

[bare-bear.livejournal.com]

Maybe they only celebrate a few times a year? Like a mass-monkey b-day party! And it...always...rains on them...despite the sun...Ah man, that sucks. Poor monkeys.

[siliconshaman.livejournal.com]

Oh I'm real... the rest of the universe however, is a hologram...

[slice254.livejournal.com]

I don't feel terribly real today. I cracked a tooth last night, went to the dentist this morning, and had a surprise root canal. My hair, though properly brushed, was still shocked.

And I have a cold to top it off.

No, today I'm definitely surreal. Or possibly imaginary. That would be an awesome explanation for my July.

[deepfishy.livejournal.com]

Quasi-fictional internet denizens, but we're still real.

[lebannen.livejournal.com]

Once upon a while ago (last year? so probably the year before, actually) one of those questionnaire memes was going around with a bunch of questions like 'what do you call the big wire basket on wheels that you push around a supermarket?' and 'what do you think the generic name is for any sweet, carbonated drink?'. The last question was about rain when it's sunny, and in every post I read, people said 'there's a word for this? I call it raining when the sun's still shining'. And it has remained a mystery to me until now, when you provide not one but two explanations, with a third from someone else in comments. So yay. Thank you for that!

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

I did suspect there might be more in comments :D

[lots42.livejournal.com]

Who would agree to marry the devil?

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure one agrees so much. See: Persephone. :D

[kinkerbelle13.livejournal.com]

My mother always said sunshowers meant a witch was getting married somewhere.

Poor boss lady, bean soup in the purse is a rough hand of cards to plat with.

[kevin-hy.livejournal.com]

Apparently, "the devil is beating his wife" is surprisingly common, but more than half of us don't have a term for this phenomenon:

http://www4.uwm.edu/FLL/linguistics/dialect/staticmaps/q_80.html

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

LOL, that one little green square in California is totally my gran.

[i-amsherlocked.livejournal.com]

We're from the internets, of course we're real (ish)

[titacats.livejournal.com]

About the soup in the purse, I have a largish purse (because i need to put so many things in it) and I always bring my lunch in it. Of course I use those lock&lock containers and then stick that into a plastic bag and tie it closed so as to prevent such mishaps.

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

Yeah, when I have liquid (I often pack a bento box of applesauce, crackers, and cheese) I put it in a plastic bag. In this case though, it was like a styrofoam container with a plastic lid from a local lunch place, which....those were not meant to go in purses....