The cat just does not understand at all.
It’s an age-old question: what’s worse, having to do laundry or having to buy new clothes to put off doing laundry a few more days? Somehow, buying new clothes is the lazier of the two options.
It’s Spring Break! Who’s wearing pants? Not this guy!
Well, except for when I go to my doctor’s appointment. And when my friend Emily comes over tomorrow so we can record music.
As I’ve probably mentioned before, I have no ass. It’s just back, then suddenly a crack that just flows straight to thighs, with no discernable difference between butt-al region and thigh.
I’ve been holdin on to this idea since, like, the day after Halloween last year.
Also, the Wife is dressed as a princess ballerina unicorn, in case you were wondering.
Since January 2014, I’ve managed to lose 43 pounds, bringing me down below 300 pounds for the first time in several years. It’s been hard trying to lose weight, but it’s something I need to do.
Of course, now I need to buy new pants. You can help me with that by buying my book.
Honestly, if it’s not a day when I have to go somewhere, I’ve basically gone barefoot on this trip. It’s been glorious, for I hate wearing shoes.
By contrast, my grandmother is so anti-bare feet, she wears shoes even inside the house.