Have you guys ever had moments when you just fucking want to do nothing, but the world just doesn’t let you?
My life has always been the kind of life you would call uneventful. I don’t mind having an uneventful life, sometimes it gets so uneventful it’s borderline boring, but I like it, and I love and appreciate the little things. I’ve had weeks and months where nothing of importance happens, life just flows by, like some sort of a bored to death melancholy stream.
This month was not like that! This month was so eventful I was starting to think the Universe is making fun of me! Damn you Universe, for making my life interesting and diverse! Damn you to hell!
Any who, after a few weeks of “events”, I thought my fried brain deserved some uneventful happy ME time.
ME time, is not masturbation time (like the name suggests), I know some of you thought that, don’t be shy! ME time is a special chunk of time, for people who have gotten fed up with bullshit. ME time is a time where you stay away from everything and everyone, grow into a vegetative state and just don’t fucking do anything or think anything.
My plans for this week were attaching myself to the sofa with enough food to last me for 6 days, watching Fullmetal Alchemist and occasionally taking a shower if I start stinking up the apartment too much. Ain’t that a good plan? What I like about it is that it doesn’t involve people…or moving…
Just when I thought I had it all figured out, life started throwing shit again. I haven’t even gotten to the middle of my show and everything started going places, doing stuff, putting me in situations, when I’d rather just not be there!
I just want to eat spaghetti and watch my stupid show with a content feeling of apathy, is this too much to ask for? So, yes, this week I’m determined to stick with the plan. If this stupid life starts asking me to do shit again it’s going to get a stare of indifference and a middle finger!
Uneventfulness calls for an uneventful outfit! This is probably the most boring and effortless outfit I have ever put together. I would describe it with one word- SLOB! It’s sluggish and unoriginal, but at the same time, comfortable and undemanding, which is just what I was looking for.
And this here t-shirt, is a genuine oversize t-shirt mind you! I’m left with the impression that people don’t know what oversize means. I’ve looked through so many pseudo-oversize outfits, where a lady wears her boyfriend’s jacket, which is just sliiiiiiiightly slouchier than normal, and it’s called oversize. That’s not oversize woman, that’s normal! And what’s up with those tiny boyfriends?
Anyway, the t-shirt here was meant to be a pajama, but I still can’t decide whether to wear it outside or at home. It’s such an ugly motherfucker, perhaps it would be better to just sleep in it. I paired the tee with my hologram chunky biker boots and leather backpack.
And now for the juicy part! The winner of the giveaway is Alexis Grace of North On Harper! Congratulations! ^_^
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