It's a weird little quirk I have, a quirk made extremely difficult by the fact that I live inside a glass tank (not really obviously, but I have a lot of windows, follow along). Last night for example, I came home early due to the unfortunate event of casually dumping almost an entire margarita down the front of my dress (blatantly a sign I should be leaving then anyway). After jumping immediately in the shower, I dashed back to my room and went about my business of flittering around, watching Netflix you know, normal naked business.
It was after a good ten minutes of pure nudity that I looked out of the window. Five dudes, count them....one, two, three, four, five, where sitting in the window directly next to mine, staring at me. I immediately hit the deck, and began wrapping myself in any available fabric before popping my head up in hopes they had left....nope. Still there, still looking.
I didn't know what to do, I don't have curtains (well I do...but they are sheer....poor choices) so I did what any normal person would do....I turned off the lights and lay quietly on the floor waiting for them to leave.
Socially inept party of 1. I'm a riot at parties you should see (blantanty a lie).
Another quirk of mine is having so many things to do today and slowly canceling them all in favour of Netflix in bed. It's fine, I can do my laundry at midnight and my friends are kind of used to the flakiness....I am a rubbish human being.
