Midweek day off, might as well get some writing in.
Up until today, I had figured my body was normally shaped, more specifically my torso. My arms are where they should be, neck, head, shoulders, everything checks out. Yet somehow, when I go buying for dress clothes, I might as well be searching for three-armed shirts. My particular neck to arm length ratio must calculate out to 23 or 666 or something because I found a whopping ten shirts in the entire mall that matched my measurements. Ten shirts, that averaged out to like one shirt a store. It was discouraging to say the least, because I don’t really like loitering around a mall. I start to build up unbelievable malice toward people with the most minute flaws. In short, I just become an awful person, my parents and friends can attest to this. So, less time spent in the mall is better. Moving on.
Went to Sears and got myself a jacket. Upon exiting the store I realized that the breezeways between the shops were pretty cold so I ditched the large paper bag and put on the recently purchased jacket. I’ve never received so many awkward looks in my life. As I rained blows down on the unnecessarily large brown bag, I felt like an accomplice in a crime.
Lastly, over the last few days I’ve found myself rendering myself giddy at the thought of some of the happenings on I’ve experienced. Somehow, I’ve justified an attempt at stand-up comedy. Currently a work in process.
Stay Thirsty My Friends,