ankle length t-shirt

today i ventured down the trendy road of maxi dresses. i felt good, comfortable and most importantly modest. someone woman ruined it all by coming up to me and asking "i hope you don't mind me asking, but is that a shirt?" yes, stranger. i do mind you insinuating that i am a midget and thus able to use a shirt as a floor length dress. i said that it was of course not a shirt and then she asked how much i had to have it altered.

my toes have been numb for almost 2 weeks now. i got worried at the Y today, amongst all the "silver sneakers" that i could be experiencing some sort of type II diabetes symptom. i shrugged it off, happy that if i did die there, i would be surrounded by my peers.

i just finished my 10th day in a row of work. major woof. a big part of this woof involves a certain new uniform that may or may not consist of a men's shiny, copper vest and tie. when chuck says it looks unfortunate, you know it must be really, really bad.

when we were little, we would put together the most unfortunate outfits and ask chuck his opinion...just to see how poor his style judgement was. either he's becoming more fashionable, or this thing is so horrendously ugly it could make paula poundstone look like coco channel. i hope you know who paula poundstone is.