Tuesday, June 12, 2007

That's just sad

While the following is rather embarrassing and pathetic, I still feel the need to share. Please swallow any beverage you may be drinking as I do not want to be responsible for your choking fit. Yesterday I was not feeling all that well and stayed home from work. I spent the majority of the day sleeping. When I finally did wake up around 1:30 pm, I decided to catch up on my SciFi Friday shows. Still in my PJs--which consisted of a pair of Old Navy's scrub-like drawstring waisted bottoms from 1999 and a tank top--I made my way to the love seat. As I sat down, the rear seam busted open. That's right, I ripped a hole in the arse of my PJs by doing nothing other than sitting down. If that is not a wake up call I don't know what is.

1 comment:

LadyBoyd said...

They're from 1999, woman! It has nothing to do with size and everything to do with cheaply made (though lovely, Im an ON girl myself) clothing that you've worn for EIGHT YEARS. The time had come for the pants. That's all. So, want a cookie?