|20/52: Schmetterlinghaus, Vienna
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
Drunken butterflies feasting on overripe bananas
Guess who's back from central Europe? And guess who had to make the journey home commando because she packed three pairs too many socks, but one pair too few underpants?
For a smart person, you sure do have a lot of trouble counting in single digits. Is this not the second time you've been unable to add up how many underpants you need for a trip of X days?
hahaha. she just doesnt want to admit how good it feels to hike commando. heh. fetttttiiiiissshhhh.
Well, it's OK when you're wearing a skirt or hiking trousers of appropriately light and airy fabric. In jeans, it's horrid.
The first time, I didn't even try! At least this time I attempted it - even made a re-count, which is possibly where I lost a pair.
I think you should stow an emergency pair (or three) of underpants in your luggage and just keep it there at all times. Better yet, I'll have your bloke do it so you don't know, and then won't count on them being there at all! Except now you know cause I just wrote it here. Damn!
Maybe I should keep them in my handbag. The only problem with that is I know I'd end up whipping them out at an inappropriate time, thinking they were my gloves or something.
Well that's better than trying to use the socks as substitute, I suppose. Any particular reason you haven't established a 1-to-1 pairs of socks to underpants ratio?
That's what I thought I'd done. I even re-counted my pants. Possibly this is where a pair went missing. It was probably the underpants gnomes.
It would have been if I'd been wearing a pretty dress or something. But in jeans, no.
I <3 you. I do. On the strength of this post, if nothing else, I just <3 you.
♥ ♥ ♥ to you too.
(Also, a huge wodge of Truffeltorte. Omnomnomnom.)
Thank you! It's SOOC, too, which made me really happy.
I have to say, I never expected *you* to end up making the kind of porn where you get drunken youngsters to devour your banana... But I guess times are hard... =;o}
I didn't put out the bananas! It was the Schmetterlinhauskeepers. Blame them. Although I did take photos of it, which makes me a butterfly paparazzo. Which isn't any better. *hangs head*