so i wore a cute shirt to work today. accompanying the cute shirt were cute shoes and matching earrings and actual, honest-to-god eye makeup. (that is, for the record, your cue to go ‘my god! what is the matter with sabrina?!’ lip gloss is one thing, it’s practically expected. but eyeshadow? that’s just weird.)

this, naturally, meant that by the time i was on the bus on the way in to work i was reconsidering whether or not i should have worn the shirt, and shortly after my arrival in the office i changed into my pirate dan-authored “sketchy old men” t-shirt, which now i feel a little bad about actually wearing in the office because, after all, this is where the sketchy old man in question is…

and of course this made me feel like an idiot because i’m wearing this scruffy t-shirt with mary janes and eyeshadow, not to mention there’s no blue on the shirt anywhere to go with my earrings.

and now that i’m writing this, i’m feeling sufficiently substandard that what i really want to do is run over to the campus bookstore, buy a big ol’ 2XL grey Chicago t-shirt, and hide in it all day, which is sort of sad because i started out today feeling kind of happy, goofy, and cute.

maybe i’ll put the original shirt back on.