arete

oh, the joys of pants free living.....

i live with a bunch of people, so i cannot know the joy of not wearing pants on a regular basis. sometimes after having a bath, i'll prolong the pantsless-ness by hanging out in my room for awhile, but it never lasts long. i either suddenly get thirsty and need to go to the kitchen, or someone will knock on my door to ask me something stupid (stupid person: "do you know where my PS2 game is" me: "i don't play video games" sp: "well, do you have it or not?"), and the pleasure is cut short. but not today. oh, no. because today, and for the next several days, i live in a very sexy house. an old friend of my family's is out of town, and she wanted me to stay in her house because she has cats and doesn't want them to be left alone while she's gone. and that is how, on a saturday morning, i am sitting pantsless on a very warm chair (the sun is shining right on it, its pretty fucking sweet), sipping tea and writing to all of you....

how sweet it is!!!