You ever put on a sports bra intending to go for a jog, then sit on the couch and start watching a movie instead of going outside, then freak out because there’s something, like, pressing into back of your neck oh my god what is that thing, then reach back and realize it’s the sports bra, duh, then say “good job, dummy” to yourself (out loud), then continue watching a movie instead of going for a jog? Anyhow the point is, Miranda July is a beautiful weirdo and I love her.
