Anyone from the Career Class who happened to miss Steven’s party last night might want to click here.
My only regret is that I don’t have video of Titus getting knocked tail over teakettle by a Dave-thrown football.
Good times.
Waking up around this time seems to have become a regular deal. Normally I just do the same sorts of things everyone else does when they wake up in the middle of the night (take care of business, check their email, etc.), but this time I thought I’d document it by blogging it.
That’s all. Back to bed for another couple of hours for me.
I’m not what you’d call a “clothes horse.” I dress for comfort. I feel best in jeans and T-shirts. I realize this does not make a person “hot” or “desirable,” but I’m okay with that. I prefer the comfort, thank you very much.
Circumstances conspired against me, however, and I needed to get a suit. I have a couple of suits (proof), but they no longer fit me because they have shrunk. *cough* So tonight, with the help of my friend Lee, I went suit shopping.
For those unaware, I offer this bit of knowledge: suits are expensive. I had no idea. Lee tried to prepare me for it, but I was sure he was talking “really expensive” suits. Nope. He was talking about your basic good quality suit.
Men’s Wearhouse happened to have this 2-for-1 deal, so really, I shouldn’t complain. It was strange for me, though, to walk out of there with nothing to show for my payment except a receipt. They’re tailoring the suits for me, so I need to go back and get them.
So now I need your help picking out a tie. I spent enough on the suits that I didn’t feel I could spend any extra on a tie right now. Maybe later. We’ll see how this goes. So here is a picture of the best of my bad lot of ties:
Hopefully you can see the colors well enough. I don’t have a picture of the suits, but for now imagine a charcoal gray as you’re making your choice.
I thank you in advance for your help, as this sort of thing is way beyond my sphere of comfort.
Thanks for your help, Lee.
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EDIT: Someone hated all my tie choices so much that they PayPaled me some money and said “Get yourself a new tie.” That, my friends, tells you volumes about my taste in clothes – it engenders such strong feelings in others that they have to help fix it.
(Thanks, anonymous donator. I’ll try not to let you down!)