Was thinking about how I might have someone back to my apartment tonight and then quickly realized I’m not willing to move the box of double stuff Oreos next to my bed.
“Sigh. What if the best sweater I’m ever going to own is already in my closet?” - What I think when I’m on Pinterest.
You can gauge how long it is since the last time I had sex by how inappropriate my underwear choice is for my daily to-do list.
John Cusack helpfully reminds men in High Fidelity that all women save their best underwear for the nights they know they’re going to have sex.
But he didn’t mention the dry-spell laundry day debacle. When ladies are not getting laid, they blow thru their comfortable, sensible underwear in no time. Three weeks into not having done any laundry, I’m stuck wearing the world’s most impractical thong under the sweats I slept in last night to go buy some toothpaste. It never fails. On laundry day I’m always wearing something I’m humiliated that I even purchased in the first place.