Random Thoughts, Taking Myself With A Grain of Lot's Wife
So here I sit on a Sunday morning, sipping a philosophical cup of coffee, perusing the paper with intent to commit serious epiphanies, nodding along to NPR, being suitably outraged and motivated, trying to decide what I can do to make the world a better place.
Then I walk by a mirror and realize my shirt is on inside out.
Then I walk by a mirror and realize my shirt is on inside out.
posted by Devin at 9:01 AM
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Some days are like that. You get used to it.
I hope I do get used to it, because that would mean that I was able to consistently find little moments of self-inflicted comedy, which is always to be desired.
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