I finally got my black, long-sleeved, warehouse-smelling SG shirt today. It fits like a glove. Thank you, whoever you are, that decided to sell medium-sized shirts! Finding shirts that fit me is really difficult because usually the smallest most shirt peddlers offer is large, which always fit me like a sail. Reminds me of something the late, great Bill Hicks once said:
Oh, look at these fat Americans in the front row. "Why doesn't he smash fruit with a hammer?" they ask.
Lucky for me, I don't have a girlfriend to "loan" it to. It seems that whenever I "loan" anything to a girlfriend, we break up a few weeks later and I never see her or whatever I loaned her again. I've lost countless books, CDs, computer parts, articles of clothing, and of course money, in such a way.
See, being a recluse isn't all bad. Granted, it's no bed of roses either, but at least you don't have to deal with people.
Oh, look at these fat Americans in the front row. "Why doesn't he smash fruit with a hammer?" they ask.
Lucky for me, I don't have a girlfriend to "loan" it to. It seems that whenever I "loan" anything to a girlfriend, we break up a few weeks later and I never see her or whatever I loaned her again. I've lost countless books, CDs, computer parts, articles of clothing, and of course money, in such a way.
See, being a recluse isn't all bad. Granted, it's no bed of roses either, but at least you don't have to deal with people.
debrajean:
i should get somemore of those so i dont have to do the wash.
moongoat:
Being a recluse isn't horrible at all, I concur. It's when you get a crush on a girl and she's a recluse too (!), that's when things get kinda tricky.