For the last fifteen minutes, I have been sitting in my office topless. Though I may toke at the crazy crack pipe, I do not normally find myself topless at work. I was driven to toplessness by this:
This entranced me. When I first saw it I thought, MUST FOLD SHIRT NOW. And, um, so I did. My own. Which was a huge lime green sweater and not a small tee shirt. Nonetheless, I think I have mastered the technique. And now, I am going to be the best shirt folder in the whole wide world. Or, um, at least at my house.
As I was stripping down, it did come to mind that I may need a better hobby, more engaging job, or a shrink.