So I think when I’m feeling bad or overly sorry for myself, I’m just going to whip this out.
I had this whole thing about splitting infinitives. It was funny, too, but I was totally wrong, so, never mind.
Again, sorry about my phone face. But I was up in the bedroom by myself, what you want me to do?
My argyle sweater is pretty awesome, though, right? Maybe when I get paid, I can find some argyle knee socks and throw on, like, a corduroy skirt with them. I don’t know if I still have my Mary Janes, though. That would perfectly complete the ensemble.
What can I tell you? I like to accessorize. I should probably try to get a job at the post office. I’d make more money, and spend way less of it, I’m sure.