misspropaganda

Some days, longer then others. Today. Very Very long. I finished cleaning up at work and went to change back into my street cloths and realized I could not find my pants. I sat there wondering how I got to work without my pants.

I sat there for an unreasonable amount of time for someone to sit and wonder how they got to work without their pants.

Then I realized I was sitting on them. So tired I just sat there and looked at them and thought about what a dork I am to have lost my own pants while touching them with my ass.

Anyway, off to get Alysa's pictures prettied up and ready for their debut as the latest rejected photos from SG. Then finish painting the studio. Then fingure out what to wear to Glamorama tomorrow night. Then return some phone calls and way too much email. Dinner and a cocktial better figure in there somewhere!

And more naked chicks. Or maybe just naked chicks.... and the cocktail. Fuck the rest of it. (Kidding Alysa!)

Also? Going to London in May. Who wants to play with me in London?! Come on! You know you want tooo! I promise not to lose my pants.

UPDATE: Oh crap. It's 5 hours later and I really did go for the boobies and cocktails option. I suck. I'm sorry Alysa! I'll get them too you in the morning!