I really don’t like it when on a specific day, people at work feel the need to tell me that I look good, when they’re not in the habit otherwise. Do I look like crap normally? Probably. Especially by office work, ad agency standards, I’m not the keenest dresser. I’m not really holding myself up to that aesthetic, so whatever. So what brings about the random admiration of my wardrobe in the work place? That’s right, you guessed it, it’s laundry day. Awesome. My bottom of the barrel, last resort outfit actually looks better than my favorite. I’d rather be wearing a hoodie, folks. Oh well, what are you going to do?
Current mood: apathetic