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Pants and the distinct lack thereof
Feb. 20th, 2007 11:42 pm
Today I didn't wear pants. At all. I got up and had a shower and then I didn't put pants on. Adam even came over. I just didn't wear pants. He doesn't mind... Well, I don't think he does.
Sometimes I just don't wanna wear any pants. Can anyone really fault me for it?
I am wearing really nice underwear though, the green ones that glow in black light, and the matching bra. I wore a shirt, so you can't tell they match, but they do.
Tomorrow, I will most likely wear pants. I'm going to mass at the pretty church at the bottom of the hill and then there is dress rehearsal for A Balancing Act. I don't know if they actually want me there, but I said I'd help out so I may venture up the hill to the theatreand check it out. Word.
Sometimes I just don't wanna wear any pants. Can anyone really fault me for it?
I am wearing really nice underwear though, the green ones that glow in black light, and the matching bra. I wore a shirt, so you can't tell they match, but they do.
Tomorrow, I will most likely wear pants. I'm going to mass at the pretty church at the bottom of the hill and then there is dress rehearsal for A Balancing Act. I don't know if they actually want me there, but I said I'd help out so I may venture up the hill to the theatreand check it out. Word.
