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I’m pretty sure that by any normal standards today would have been incredibly depressing. Accidentally watching television shows marketed towards 13-year old boys for 4 hours straight, crocheting in public, and cutting my own hair while sitting in the bathroom sink. The fact that I managed to finally clean my apartment only slightly redeems all that other stuff. But judgement today falls under the “post-college-finals” standards, so I guess my failure of a day is somewhat excusable.
And yeah, I kind of need to find something original to put on my feet, but I’m thinking Christmas might yield a present to that end. Also, this is probably going to be my favorite t-shirt for the next decade or so (unless it falls apart, in which case I’ll most likely cry or do something else equally embarrassing and unwarranted). It’s threadbare to an almost indecent extent and doubles as a pajama shirt for me. After waking up at noon, putting on a minimal amount of makeup at a glacially slow rate, and forgetting my phone in my silverware drawer, minimizing clothing changes for a day of uselessness just seemed so right.
But the main takeaway here is that I’m now too lazy to put on normal clothes or maintain cellular communications. There’s a good chance that this new low will affect social relationships to an extreme extent, and I’m weirdly at peace with this fact. Perfect.