so i’ve been sitting here in my chair at my desk, and my right shoulder’s been all bugged by my bra strap. i can’t seem to get it untwisted, and it’s scratchy and annoying. so, i give up, and retreat to the ladies’ to try and fix whatever its problem is.

well, the problem is that when it was sewn together, they sewed a full twist into the right strap!

AAAAAAAHHHHHH. i want to go home and change! this thing is killing me!

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in other news, my iPod is wonky but not totally dead (yay!), my tivo has stopped outputting any sound whatsoever (boo), and my printer/scanner got rained on the other day (boo) but still seems to work (yay).

my house is a fucking disaster area. i’m actively searching out the paperwork to file for federal relief.

i need to post pictures of my awesome new patchwork windows though.

HOLY SHIT THIS BRA STRAP IS MAKING ME CRAZY! it’s like a scratchy wool sweater, duct taped to my shoulder blade.

michael helpfully suggested i go commando, when i explained why i was twitchy and bouncing around like a hyperactive three year-old. i appreciated the attempt to help, but was skeptical nonetheless.

house messy! life busy! CANNOT CONCENTRATE; BRA STRAP FUCKED UP!