A couple of days ago I realised that I might just be the laziest person alive. This now obvious realisation hit me when I had had my bath and was wrapping my smacking new towel around myself. It turns out that the towel makers were stupid enough to make a "wrong side" of this innocent looking thing. This side apparenly had needle sharp cloth-things embedded in it. As a result, I start to feel that 'thorny snake wrapping itself around you' feeling. Now a normal reasonable person would turn the towel around and use the "right side" instead, but not me... no sirreee bob (sorry for using that horrid expression, felt right at the time!)... I proceed to calculate the amount of senseless work it would take to turn the towel around, not to mention the cold I'd feel while the towel was detached from my steaming body (I bathe with geyser-full, lava-HOT water.. so that's not metaphorical!). Realising that I'm not quite ready for that sort of hard work, I wipe myself dry with the poison ivy laden side. Now I sit here, bruised and rashed in all the wrong places, thinking this might not have been the perfect blog entry to write. But, then again, who cares.. rite? (That was a rhetorical question btw, incase u answered "Well, I Do!": I've already wasted your time so there's no point bickering, is there now?)
And a Merry Christmas to all the spammers and bots who'll spam my comments section... I love you the most of all! Hope you all get bladder infections for christmas :P
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