Bed sores and Listerine
I'm not nearly as uncomfortable as I thought I would be after yesterday's spin class. That said, my @ss took a work out from the seat and it feels like I have bed sores.
TMI?
In other news, Orange has started to leave/bring things to the apartment, which is cute in many ways. Mostly because he qualifies everything before he puts it down...
For the record, no, I'm not mad. It's difficult to get mad at someone who willingly plays boardgames with you, even though you've told them again and again that you cheat. And I never make him take it with him. I like that he's leaving his giant bottle of Listerine and tooth pick dental floss thingys here, even though I'm slightly concerned he's trying to politely tell me I have halitosis.
Which I don't.
Do I?
*twiddles thumbs*
2 comments:
cuuuute :)
caw never left anything at my apartment. EVER. leaving stuff is a good sign. nor would he let me leave anything at his place, even though we were together for almost two years and i spent like every night there. loser.
patrick lives in a hotel when he's in town, and he bought me a toothbrush to keep in his sponge bag.
i love that orange brought listerine. he's clearly hygienic, which is important. just don't let orange store his gun or counterfeit money. unlike hair-gel or extra socks, that's not a good sign.
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