I swore I’d never do it. I laughed at other people who did. I said that if you ever caught me doing this, then call the cops because the antuan you know is dead and someone is impersonating me. But last weekend, I did it. Unprovoked, unabashedly.On Friday, I unsuspectingly strolled my ass into Target, looking to pick up an apple remote for my iPod dock. I was killing some time before I met AJ and his ladyfriend to see a film. Well, Target didn’t have the remote, so I start looking for some shorts because summer in Georgia is hot like Satan himself is vacationing in the south.

Next thing I know, I’m walking out of the store with a pink shirt in my bag! Yes, you heard it right. Antuan Goodwin has just purchased a pink shirt! Bad enough, right? But it gets better… I wore this pink shirt into public on the next day. *GASP* That either makes me a dirty liar, or my body’s been taken over by some strange pink shirt wearing alien lifeform.

The funny thing is that I was the only one who cared. Aside from being referred to once as the “guy over there in the pink”, none of my friends said anything about it. But that’s the fun part of being a self-important ass like me… it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Everything I do is the most important thing at the moment.

So in my eyes, a pink shirt is news… I’ll be posting pics of my pink shirt tonight I guess. Stop by and tell me how awesome or stupid I look.