Today, I left work so that I could go to a nearby clothing store and purchase a new shirt and tie, because the cut of the sleeves on the polo shirt I had on was driving me bugfuck insane. The polo shirt has been relegated to the Goodwill pile. The new tie is quite nice.
Oh, and also, the a/c was out. It’s astonishing how hot 83 degrees feels when it’s inside and there’s nothing you can do to get away from it. I drank, conservatively, probably three gallons of water over the course of the day. I peed once.
Also, I tilt my head back during selfies not because I was raised by hiphop music and think it looks badass but because otherwise I have like nine hundred chins.
The thing behind me is called the gooster. I have had it since I was fifteen. Perhaps some day I will tell its story.
I’m going to take a shower and go to bed now.