thanx for the yogurt

Went to the mall today. It must have been a long time since the last time I'd really been shopping in a mall, because it was really weird. I felt like I was on speed -- or at least it felt like what I think being on speed would feel like. Spastic music, blinding, swirling colors. The Gap felt like a sensory deprivation tank compared to some of these clothing stores. Poor The Gap.

So I was trying on clothes in this one store - I forget what it was - and got stuck in this shirt. It was one of these faux-hippie things - starched white cotton, lace, small red flowers - and it was too small. But because it was completely non-stretchy, the smallness was a problem. I couldn't get it over my shoulders. Tried several times. Started thinking about stealing it, putting on my t-shirt over it, cutting it off later at home - switching my "3" tag with a "2" from another door. Thought about saying, "I like it so much I'll just wear it out!" and then, again, cutting it off at home. Wondered what I would say if I ripped it trying to get it off. Figured they'd charge me for it. Tried to get one arm out as a start, but the non-stretchiness was a problem.

So finally I got it off, probably dislocating my shoulders.