I went upstairs this morning after running and taking Ellie for a walk with the goal of taking a shower and getting a load of laundry ready to take downstairs. But as I am highly distractible, I decided THIS was the right moment to inspect an under-the-bed box that has been sitting in its own dust bunnies for right around two years. I knew it had random photos and miscellany that needed sorting. No time like the present.
There were many gems that I sorted into like piles, but today we will focus on this particular one:
It caught my eye because it appears that I am chatting with someone in outer space on that phone. GOOD HEAVENS.
1. It is clearly my birthday, evidenced by the wrapping paper.
2. It is clearly my birthday AFTER I HAVE BEGUN COLLEGE, because I am wearing a necklace that Matt bought for me in a shop in uptown Oxford.
3. Why, oh why, am I dressed this way? Because it is post-1991, and apparently that's how people who watched every episode of Friends (not in syndication) dressed at this point in history.
4. I can't remember what I might have received on this college birthday, but I could kind of make out some of the words on... a poster? in the corner. Peter's. Sociopath. What?!? You'd be surprised how accurate Google is, because within a few seconds of typing "Peter's sociopath" as my search terms (and forcing myself to look at the results, because really? Peter's sociopath?) I came up with this:
I don't know who gave me a poster of these laws (or why I have no recollection of it)(or what happened to it), but well-played, whoever you were. Well-played. Now I will go back upstairs repeating shower and laundry, shower and laundry over and over.