There is nothing so good as...

Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 10-12-2005, 02:25 PM

a perfect pair of pants. They flatter. They soothe. They are super duper comfortable. You want to wear them with everything. You can dress them up, dress them down. When I wash them, I worry about them. Will you still fit the same?!, I wonder. I panic. But then I put them back on and everything is fine. My goodness, I've felt this way about sweaters before. I get excited when I find a pair of jeans that don't make me look like a mutant. But slacks? Oh, how I used to detest them. And now I want to wear them all the time. I wonder if I can find this pair in another color.

Conversely, there is nothing so bad as...

falling down HARD while boarding a bus and looking up to see the bus driver glaring at me. Not only did he NOT offer to help me up, he didn't even ask me if I was okay. He just stared at me so that when I finally stood up I apologized to him. Man, I fell hard. Bruised my shin against one of the steps. Banged my shoulder against another. My ego took the largest hit of all. Once I was no longer winded, I was able to see the humor in the situation. Normally I laugh when I fall down (which happens to me a lot), but I was in shock and in a tremendous amount of pain. The audacity of the driver! That mother f&*ker. He's going to Hell. Well, I'm going to Hell, as well. But I plan to go to Fun Hell. He's not welcome in my Fun Hell. He gets the "Go Straight To Burning, Miserable Cesspool Hell" Bus Pass.

Tag...you're it!

10-12-2005, 02:25 PM	#1
Eliza Hodgkins 1812 Sputnik Sweetheart Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Long Beach Posts: 2,685	There is nothing so good as... a perfect pair of pants. They flatter. They soothe. They are super duper comfortable. You want to wear them with everything. You can dress them up, dress them down. When I wash them, I worry about them. Will you still fit the same?!, I wonder. I panic. But then I put them back on and everything is fine. My goodness, I've felt this way about sweaters before. I get excited when I find a pair of jeans that don't make me look like a mutant. But slacks? Oh, how I used to detest them. And now I want to wear them all the time. I wonder if I can find this pair in another color. Conversely, there is nothing so bad as... falling down HARD while boarding a bus and looking up to see the bus driver glaring at me. Not only did he NOT offer to help me up, he didn't even ask me if I was okay. He just stared at me so that when I finally stood up I apologized to him. Man, I fell hard. Bruised my shin against one of the steps. Banged my shoulder against another. My ego took the largest hit of all. Once I was no longer winded, I was able to see the humor in the situation. Normally I laugh when I fall down (which happens to me a lot), but I was in shock and in a tremendous amount of pain. The audacity of the driver! That mother f&*ker. He's going to Hell. Well, I'm going to Hell, as well. But I plan to go to Fun Hell. He's not welcome in my Fun Hell. He gets the "Go Straight To Burning, Miserable Cesspool Hell" Bus Pass. Tag...you're it!
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