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His Underwear Must Always Match His Shirt

Monday, July 6, 2009

What I am Wearing:
White button-down shirt, heavy starch, top two buttons undone, sleeves undone, tails untucked

shirt could use a wash.

Brown cargo shorts with powdered bleach stains on them from when I poured powdered bleach in the washer on top of the dry clothes instead of doing this beforehand and manually dissolving the powdered bleach into the water.

Underwear, boxer style, white.

Black socks.

What I am drinking:
Pinot Noir.

What I am digesting:
Swordfish, grilled.

Roasted Ohio corn with butter and salt.

What i am thinking:
I need a new job that pays more money
I need to forget about getting a new job that pays more money and focus on more important things.
After I finish the international crime detective drama that I am currently reading I am going to get all girly and read the Twilight series
I like listening to Woody Allen's "Manhattan" more than I like watching it.
I would someday like to own and rent property as a side income to slowly ridding the world of infectious viral diseases
If I were to win the lottery, I would stop trying to rid the world of infectious viral diseases and spend my time buying properties and manually repairing them myself for rental use or for resale

The photographs of myself donning two different food service uniforms from the late 80's/early 90's are nearly too wonderful not to share with the rest of the world.

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