I have no idea why I decided to wear my tie today. I was feeling a little spunky or in actuality I got a little carried away with the extra time that I had by waking up way too early. The morning actually started with jeans and a T-shirt since HPS is on spring break this week. I then questioned my pants choice because I realized that I have 8 pairs of jeans and 3 pairs of 'nice' pants. I needed to make a change I put on my comfy brown pants and felt good about it. The pants felt so good that I decided to open my new bag of Hanes socks. My feet were happy. About three weeks ago, in the ongoing battle of my parents getting rid of every trace of their oldest son's boy hood room, she handed me an assortment of items that I had left. One of these items included a white button up shirt, which to my dismay, fit really nice this morning. After this strange behavior I stood in front of the mirror to check the ensemble that that I was feeling so good about. The white shirt was too plain; it needed something. A tie. I haven't worn one of these in about 2 years maybe.
Feeling glib and gleeful, I jumped in my car ready to be original. Of course, I was mentally berated by my boss after arriving at work. After enduring the jabs, I proceeded to surf my sites and read convoginatos.
So here I am astounded that billions and billions of years of evolution (yeah right) and chance leads me to the fact that 2 seemingly different members of the convoginators got tie complusion within 24 hours of each other.
Naturally Jeff wanted in
