I've figured it out. I'm a neurotic little weirdo.
Example of the day? Well, just a couple minutes ago I went to the bathroom to check my hair before I wandered down to the cafeteria where I might see other co-workers also procrastinating their work. I checked myself out in the countertop mirror, fluffed the hair, and even spent some quality time checking out my new ass in the full-length mirror because I have new jeans. And new jeans mean a new ass, and a new ass isn't always a good thing, so quality time MUST be invested in checking out said new ass. So far though, I have to say said new ass IS indeed a good thing.
Anyway, as I was walking out I realized I had to pee - but I didn't want to! I didn't feel like I had time to take my pants down, sit, relax enough for the pee to come (I'm a hesitant pee-er and can't just pee as soon as I'm sitting), and then do all the other duties that come along with the hassle of peeing.
So you see? I can be in the very room where a human is MEANT to pee, I can be in that room and actually HAVE to pee, yet I can not want to anyway. Cuz I'd rather fix my hair and check out my new ass.
Friday, 4 May, 2007
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