More on the special tee shirt

Every now and again, I like to take a glance through my blog archive. I take considerable pride in the fact that I’ve now kept it up for well over a decade now, and intend to continue for as long as possible. For some reason, I take great joy in revealing to the world what I’m thinking and doing. Earlier I discovered that a decade ago today I wrote this entry, about seeing a guy on campus wearing a Timmy Tee shirt and being a strange combination of offended and jealous. I’m not sure I would react so strongly now. For the most part, I think I just wanted one.

To continue the story, I got one in the end. If memory serves, I think my brother Luke got me one for my next birthday. It was my pride and joy for a while: I wore it with great glee around campus, relishing the irony of being a disabled person wearing a shirt with a picture of a character intended to take the piss out of disabled people. I wasn’t supposed to enter in to the joke myself: ‘Special’ was a term of abuse; I wasn’t supposed to use it on myself.

But then, sadly, it went missing. I haven’t seen that shirt since I moved in with Lyn. i don’t think she really approved of it, anyway. It’s a shame, because that was a cool shirt. South Park is not quite so current any more, though, so I suppose it’s just as well. Nevertheless, I still wonder where it went, and whether it will ever turn up.

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