Does it matter that it was 7 PM last night before I realized my underwear were on wrong side out?
I hate cold weather. It's depressing. It makes me not care about things like clothing...and eating right...
Now, if I can figure out which way to put on my unmentionables, maybe I'll stroll on over to Taco Bell and let them help me lose some weight.
(FYI...I'm laughing as I type this...no deadly weapons are in sight, so don't call the Stress Unit.)