I think possibly the lack of a social life is seriously hurting my psyche. I often talk to myself (usually not out loud... usually), but sometimes it just gets sad.

I just went into the bathroom a minute ago, to take out my contacts like I do every night. One out, then the other. Only I realize today is the 31st, which means tomorrow is time for a new pair.

Me: Whoops, sorry guys. Time for you to go! You've been good to me, but now it's time for a new pair.
Me: *makes plopping noise with mouth while throwing them in the trash can*
Me: *long pause*
Me: Oh, god, did I seriously just talk to my contacts?

This has brought on a whole new level to laughing at myself. It's either that, or be crippled with embarrassment.


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