November 15, 2004
I sat down and paid all of my bills this morning. Water bill, phone bill, electric bill, Comcast bill, Blue Cross bill, and
a screwdriver in the eye from TWO fucking lawyers a couple of other annoying duns. I walked outside in my bathrobe and put the stamped envelopes in the mailbox.
I stood there next to the street for a minute or so and felt the cold, fall wind whip up the backside of my bathrobe and caress my bare, withered shanks with the clammy fingers of frozen death. I didn't like that feeling. I got goosebumps on my ARMS while my ASS was freezing. I went back inside.
I also decided, that since I don't OWE anybody right now, and I have no place that I HAVE to be today, I'm gonna be Hugh Hefner and wear my bathrobe all day long. I am showered, shaved and clean, but I'm not going to put on clothes today. I can clean my bedroom nekkid if I want to.
I'm taking a Bathrobe Day. You should try it sometime.
I thought that was the rule for retirees!!!
Hell, i have pacific islander day. that's where I run around the house inside and out wearing nothing but a traditional lava lava around my waist.
Much to the lamenting of the kids and curious looks from the neighbours. But if I had brown skin and curly black locks, no one would look twice.
Or maybe it's just coz I'm so damn sexy in it!
ha ha ha!
I tried to do a bathrobe day, but after an hour I got the call from my ride to work.
Oh well, and here I was hoping I'd have the excuse of a messed-up plan for a commute. Darn.
Bathrobe days are Wonderful. They're much better than Nekid days when the weather turns cold. Keeps me from hitting the "z" and "?" keys inadvertantly when trying to blog.