Wednesday 27 January 2010

Why am I never wearing pants??

An almost perfect afternoon:

Sitting alone on the floor
Eating a half brick-sized 'slice' of Christmas cake with a steak knife
Watching the entirety of Scrubs season 4 a metre away from the TV (no glasses)
Did I mention I wasn't wearing pants?
Underpants?
So: wearing an artfully draped winter scarf.
Front door open to invite airflow AND RANDOM VISITORS

Good news: he realised pretty quickly he had the wrong house
Bad news: he looked like an axe-murderer

Resume Scrubs
Move onto Shandy's home-made rocky road

Put on some pants

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