awakeDepending on whether or not the big dork is still limping, and how he looks against the competition. (He's not seriously hurt. It looks like he may have overextended himself a little killing his former soccer ball in the back yard, and maybe strained a pectoral muscle slightly. So far, it's responding nicely to RICE and aspirin, though getting him to rest is like getting any athletic 20-year-old guy to stay off an injury for three damn days, can ya?
I swear, he plans these things.
Win or lose, there will likely be photos.
In other news, hey, I still can't find the brown button-down shirt, but my stripy purple and brown one fits! As long as I don't, um, stand up too straight. Yay! Think I'm gonna have another look for the brown one anyway, though.... because I might accidentally stand up straight. You know.
ETA: Hah! Found it! Swear I've looked in that spot seven times already. Phew: thought I was going to have to resort to the blue and silver gauze one, which would mean finding a matching tank top somewhere.
Dressing like a grownup is hard.
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