I spent my day by scoreing 100Mln
calories, beeing dressed in the most unerotic dress you find on that planet while
watching the most rotten television series ever! Awesome! TV starts with series
about trailer park people, followed by the encore presentation of „American
Idol“, followed by „The biggest Loser“
and finals with „Ugly Betty“. The good thing about those white trash
television is by watching ´em your own personal situations seem to be extremely
tiny and you feel like beeing a Rockstar, compared to the mud you see in TV.
Conclusionally you feel great staying lazy on your couch and you have no
intention to regret beeing lazy.
After ten times watching unsatisfied
into the huge „empty“ in my fridge I decided to get, dressed in my joggers, tot
he chicken grill and grap an enormous, fat kind-of lunch and abandon myself to
sloth.
In those moments I am so happy no
man is watching me. I admit to enjoy agitateing and complaining about males but on days like this, means with
cucumber mask, chignon, dressed in an eight-times oversized jammies (mine is in
a undefined colour and kind-of-rotten) – we ladies aren`t eyecatchers as well. Therefore
I avoid to take any view into any mirrow on sundays – because I am scared about
the 180degree change from saturday night to sunday noon ;)
Now, in case you got a mate with
whom you can let this kind of attitude out, it is generally awesome. But in the
end you end up sitting on your couch in that begglar-look and your mate same as
a kind-of dowdy twin. In theory it is not the worst conception to be in love
with each other and to accept each other`s, let`s call it: „moments“ IF there
wouldn`t be the question if eroticism could die?
Once I had an „awesome“ Relationship
where everybody was accepted to be her/himself. I do not mean in a
characteristic way, more as beeing exempt
from the pressure to be dressed to impress. Indeed it was unexacting but
in the end I put on 20 pound weigth and he failed to close the privy! What
happend to that Realationship? I lost the 20pounds again together with the
douchebag and he hopefully closes the john at his new gal`s flat – at least I
hope (which dies last) for her! Conclusion: we separate from each other!
Ah, by the way, eroticism had died
long before as well! Even though I don`t thing that is in relation to having
lazy days or dress-up for each other all the time.
In the end there is nothing more
beautiful than being togehter and love and respect your partner as he/she is!
Without „screenplay“ and maybe with some little flaws, which could be that much
fascinating.
Not exactly 365days a year but
Sunday seems to be a pretty appropriate day;)
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