"So I'm lying on the floor, minding my own business, and I go to scratch my arse. Suddenly, I realize that I'm pulling at the drawstring of my sweatpants.
In the back.
I have my pants on backward.
So I'm lying there, giggling over my own stupidity while trying to figure out how I put my pants on backward when I hook my finger under the front of my pants as I'm about to pull the off and turn them around.
When I realize...I have my underwear on backward too.
I have my pants AND my underwear on BACKWARD.
And they've been like that for HOURS.
I can't work pants. I can't fucking work pants. This is one step away from me having be locked up somewhere while I drool into a cup. I'm surprised I could work the computer well enough to get this entry written..."