A Day Without Pants Must Be a Good Day.

Today was a day of no pants for me. Dear Earl and I woke up relatively early and proceded to do next to nothing. Alright, so I got laundry done and managed to shower/brush my teeth, etc., but the point is I didn’t do anything productive (though I did try…)

We started to watch the D-Backs game… but things started to go downhill, so we watched the bone collector instead. I can now agree with earl that it is very seven- ish in its tone (aka dark).

Then Earl took a nap and I took a bubble bath. Baths are great for thinking, that is, unless you’re like me and like your water to be the temperature that would boil small shellfish and thus completely clears your mind of all thoughts in general. It makes it much more relaxing to have your head swimming while submerged in water.

I painted my nails too. I love my gunmetal grey fingernail polish… it makes me feel like Lady Death Strike from X-Men. I have to file them down soon too… or else I might be able to gouge someone’s eyes out.

I also performed the dreaded task of plucking my eyebrows. I don’t know about you, but sometimes I find it’s just easier to look like I don’t know what tweezers are for a month or two until II grit my teath and get to the plucking. So now I no longer look like a caveman and luckily I didn’t over do it too badly (I did that once, it was not fun. Middle-schoolers are brutal. Aside from my lack of desire to pluck, I should also mention that I don’t wear makeup accept for special occasions. I stopped in my junior year of high school.

In an attempt to get ahead on my writing, I turned on Pandora and tried to shut my life out for a few hours. It didn’t work. But I thought I should tell you to add a Tim Barry Station to your Pandora channels.

And now, I’m going to watch a Young Indiana Jones movie! I finally got the last volume of the set, and now can enjoy! I do love Sean Patrick Flannery. SPF hasn’t been enough movies in my opinion.