So I did the most dreaded thing in the world today. Laundry. Usually very uneventful. Today was an exception. As I was walking down a ran into my roomate. He was doing his laundry at the place across the street. I'm not a fan of that place anymore because the lady in there tells me about how she wants to have a house full of babies (Yes she is the cat lady of babies -- CREEPY) and the guy tells me stories about watching friends blow their fingers off with fireworks and how he is too overweight to run away from these explosions. So I go to the more upscale place now. Also across from this place is a plac that sells beer by the bottle. So I choose to get two bottles of Golden Monkey for this adventure. As soon as I get in there I notice this woman sitting on the floor staring at me where I was. She just stared and stared. I'm like whatever, I'll just read my Mens Health and drink my beer(odd combination I know) Occassionally I look up to see if she is still staring, and she is. Can you say wierdo? I figured if she plans on looking, let the show begin. I rarely wear the panties, underwear, or whatever you choose to refer to tham as, so I decided why not sip on my beer and bend over as much as possible in her face. It took about 10 minutes of me being 3 feet away from her digging in washers/dryers with my ass hanging out before she got up and left mumbling. On a side note, all of the extras from 28 Days Later were hanging around outside the laudromat. All of these half-sunken in zombie bums slithering around and stooping on the steps outside of apartments. Time for the gym.