I was going to go into the bathroom to change it but it was either locked or in use so I just kept my shirt on inside-out for the rest of the evening. I thought, O I'll just turn it around in the car, before I realized no, you actually have to take your shirt off to get right side out. And the street was way too busy for that.
A random classmate of mine from college or seminary or something, who I haven't see in forever recognized me and said hi. Hopefully she didn't notice. It's likely since the word lesbian kept coming out of the conversation we were having (it was a small restaurant) she noticed that more than my shirt. Somehow I seem to suddenly care so much less about outing myself in the world.
To continue my adventures this morning while walking to work I dropped my lunch twice. Once in Starbucks and once on the side walk. I had brought a yogurt to work and I can't quite figure out how, but it went everywhere. On my toes, the bag it was in, and somehow when I picked it up I got it all the way down my arm. It was raspberry, ymmmm.
If I threw in my tripping down some stairs my friend Ginger would think I was the most funny thing in the world.
On an entirely different note here are two links Lynnae just told me to check out. More new music... :)
http://www.myspace.com/teganand
http://www.teganandsara.com
5 comments:
When I first was quitting smoking, I was terribly absent minded and distracted. I forgot to wear my pants to the grocery store - in one of the aisles it suddenly dawned on my that I wasn't wearing pants. It was like a bad dream come true. Kinda puts an inside-out shirt in perspective, huh?
That cracks me up! Yes yes it does! :)
That thing with the shirt could so be me....
Hi crafty green poet... thanks for the visit. :)
Hey I made it in your blog! I feel so cool!!
-Lynnae
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