i thought of something.
previously unthought of by me, at least today, but anyway.
i was folding my laundry. i hate doing laundry. actually i kinda like it. it's ocd. but i hate having to do it. i guess. aaaaaaaaanyway.
for some reason i'm a moron when it comes to being able to tell if my shirts are inside out or not. i have a long-sleeve shirt i wear to work, that i could have sworn to high hell was inside out, so i stuck my arm up the sleeve to turn it around. i saw the cuff, and it was the way it was supposed to be and i was like "whaaaa?" so then i realized that i'm just a fuckin retard and the shirt was fine. but i was so pissed that i'd stretched out one arm and not the other. i wasn't about to stretch out the other arm, i don't like it when my clothes get stretched out before i wear them (which is basically never, but still). now, not only is one sleeve stretched out and gross, it's uneven. two things that will surely annoy me all day the next time i wear that shirt.
i guess it's not really minor, i'm kinda perturbed thinking about wearing it.
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