Last night was one of those nights that rarely happen. Like when you where living at home and you spent the evening just hanging out in your room. After work I spent a lot of energy convincing myself that I was going to the gym, but I was not going for a run afterwards. Lazy sod. This “deal” got back home earlier then my normal to which the dog seemed appreciative.
I then spent the remains of the day wandering around the manor house. I synced the iTunes to the stereo that “shall not be touched as to change a setting” and proceeded to dance around to music I’ve not heard in months. About this time I rediscovered my love for tiny Asian girl music.*
Dancing around in nothing but gym shorts and texting away to Patrick the dog began to get embarrassed for us both. I stopped dancing in hopes that his judgmental glance would stop when I turned to see what he was really looking towards. The neighbor blatantly staring through the entry sidelight window. I guess tiny Asian girl music is an acquired taste.
Speaking of dinner, four English muffins and a can of peaches in water with three slices of facon* for dessert.
*Fat free turkey bacon.
I then spent the remains of the day wandering around the manor house. I synced the iTunes to the stereo that “shall not be touched as to change a setting” and proceeded to dance around to music I’ve not heard in months. About this time I rediscovered my love for tiny Asian girl music.*
Dancing around in nothing but gym shorts and texting away to Patrick the dog began to get embarrassed for us both. I stopped dancing in hopes that his judgmental glance would stop when I turned to see what he was really looking towards. The neighbor blatantly staring through the entry sidelight window. I guess tiny Asian girl music is an acquired taste.
Speaking of dinner, four English muffins and a can of peaches in water with three slices of facon* for dessert.
There should be video of you in your gym shorts dancing to tiny Asian girl music.
ReplyDeleteNote to self: begin text conversations with "So... what are you wearing?"
ReplyDeleteto add to Dale's request: you should also be eating a rasher of facon while performing said dance.
ReplyDeleteA "judgmental glaze" that goes great on a "sanctimonious cake".
ReplyDeleteThat looks horrible!
ReplyDeleteMove over Sizzlean, now there's something FAKIER.
ReplyDeleteEw. Just.... ew.