Ode

Ode to the life I'm living. Right now I am sitting on the couch with my two room mates; Billy and Brandon, watching The Matrix. I should probably mention that it (the couch) is a black leather wrap around couch, circa 1980's, one you might find the prop room of the movie American Psycho. The dog is here too, his name is Cody. He is a Belgium Shepherd, who in human form would probably be an 8th grade boy with acne who is 6 feet tall and just got pulled up to the varsity basketball team at the local high school. It is after midnight on a work night, and the only reason I don't want to go to bed is because I don't wanna have to deal with getting dressed in the morning. Its a process of smelling the same clothes over and over, realizing the outfit I visualized does not actualize as well as I had hoped, and then putting on the same pair of jeans that has a hole in the crotch. Nobody can see the hole, but the fear that they will follows me all day at work, therefore causing me to walk slower than usual and perspire sporadically throughout the day. I should probably get rid of the jeans. I am 24 year old budding professional....but I have the feeling that while my income is low I will keep the crotch-holed jeans, and wear them often. I have been trying to get into skirts lately, I really like that high-waisted skirt look, with a tucked in blouse and one of those big belts. The problem is that my torso is extraordinarily short, and I'm high waisted. The combination of those to physical elements creates a body structure that is easily comparable to one of the ant characters from the Pixar movie A Bug's Life. Where is this all going? I don't know, but I DO know I need to go to bed. I have to get up early and smell clothes.....