My awesome t-shirt came!

(In case you've forgotten the loveliness that is it.)

And I wore it today, and it's been making me secretly* feel a little punk rock.

In a really geeky way.

Which, as far as I'm concerned, is the best sort of punk rock to be.

Except there was that moment when a co-worker looked at it and said, "The Outsiders. Isn't that a movie?" And I slapped myself in the forehead so hard that it's still stinging a bit, lo these many hours later.

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*Well, secretly in that I've been telling people that all day.