As I grow older, my neuroses become more and more apparent to me. Apparently everyone else has known about them for quite some time.
Friday, March 13, 2009
The nicest sweater I own
Today I picked up my favorite sweater off Bridget's floor. I wondered why it was in there anyway, but no worries, not a big deal, I'll just toss in in the wash... What's this? GUM? Wintermint gum... stuck to my favorite sweater on B's floor. Fab. I'm thrilled. Somebody effin pinch me.