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said_scarlett) wrote2008-01-14 10:30 pm
said_scarlett) wrote2008-01-14 10:30 pm
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The Case of the Missing Bondage Pants
Had another great workout. Though I managed to lose my pants somehow.
I swear that isn't as random as it sounds. I work out pantsless. It's comfier, and I like seeing the muscles in my legs working. Gives me a sense of 'yay, this is working!' I guess. Anyway, I do my thing, I drink my water, I look for my pants. I can't find them. They're not on the couch where they usually are. They're not on the floor. I am perplexed and befuddled. Where are my pants? I notice some dark balled fabric on the floor between the couch and counter divider between my living room and the kitchen. Are those my pants? No, that's a blanket. That's not my pants.
All Terry Pratchett references aside, I honestly was completely flummoxed. Flummoxed, I say! Pants don't just disappear! Not in this house!
I wander into my workroom, in case I dumped them there. And while there is a mass of red tartan fabric about, none of it happens to belong to my bondage pants. Okay, so not there. Maybe I took them off in the bathroom when I changed into a sports bra and tied back my hair.
Nope. Not in the bathroom. And I know I haven't been in my bedroom since sometime this afternoon, but I check there anyway. Of course they aren't there.
At this point I'm wondering if I've somehow lost my mind, and perhaps I was never wearing pants at all. Could this be? I wander back towards my living room, intent on giving it another toss in search of my pants.
And then I see them. On the kitchen counter, with one leg in the sink.
WTF? Why the hell did I put my pants in the sink? What possessed me to leave them there? Of all the random, bizarre places to drop my pants....
I kind of want chips now.
I swear that isn't as random as it sounds. I work out pantsless. It's comfier, and I like seeing the muscles in my legs working. Gives me a sense of 'yay, this is working!' I guess. Anyway, I do my thing, I drink my water, I look for my pants. I can't find them. They're not on the couch where they usually are. They're not on the floor. I am perplexed and befuddled. Where are my pants? I notice some dark balled fabric on the floor between the couch and counter divider between my living room and the kitchen. Are those my pants? No, that's a blanket. That's not my pants.
All Terry Pratchett references aside, I honestly was completely flummoxed. Flummoxed, I say! Pants don't just disappear! Not in this house!
I wander into my workroom, in case I dumped them there. And while there is a mass of red tartan fabric about, none of it happens to belong to my bondage pants. Okay, so not there. Maybe I took them off in the bathroom when I changed into a sports bra and tied back my hair.
Nope. Not in the bathroom. And I know I haven't been in my bedroom since sometime this afternoon, but I check there anyway. Of course they aren't there.
At this point I'm wondering if I've somehow lost my mind, and perhaps I was never wearing pants at all. Could this be? I wander back towards my living room, intent on giving it another toss in search of my pants.
And then I see them. On the kitchen counter, with one leg in the sink.
WTF? Why the hell did I put my pants in the sink? What possessed me to leave them there? Of all the random, bizarre places to drop my pants....
I kind of want chips now.
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This entry almost made me snarf my green tea.
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OMG YOU TOOO!!!!
I work out without pants too. I can't stand them when I run and to be honest you feel the burn more I guess. Don't know, but if I go to the gym I need to wear shorts. At home, pantless....
Makes sense right?
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It is a pain.
:)
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Yay for pantsless workouts. Maybe I'll try it sometime.
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