
I don’t really believe in routines or anything, but whenever I get up, it feels like I do the same thing every morning. My routine generally takes me to shower once I have gotten out of bed, but once I am there my routine differs each day, sometimes I get in and out of the shower in like seven minutes and feel heaps accomplished and environmental, sometimes I spend upwards of twenty minutes in the shower letting the water rain down on my back like amazing footy weather... so I guess it is less of a routine and more of a...nothing... okay, so after the shower I dry myself and then make my way to my bedroom, when in there the routine kicks in again and I do what I do every morning, put my amazing dance music on full blast and dance while getting dressed, I can dance and get dressed at the same time because I am that awesome, but that’s a story for another day.
So this morning I was naked in my room dancing, I had a shower to go to the footy and watch Mini play but I’ll get to that later. Anyway, so I was naked... yeah, naked and dancing and the music was so loud I couldn’t hear anything, The Rain by Calvin Harris was on which is a great song to dance naked to, then I grab my underpants and incorporate putting them on into the dancing, it looked awesome I assume. Anyway, the second I pull the undies up T Bag walks through my door... that is fucked! If I took a little bit longer to do anything, T Bag would have walked in on me naked dancing. I just can’t get over it, it is fucked. Then once T Bag walks in he just says ‘oh,’ and then Lehmann walks in and he says, ‘footy!’
I could go on to talk about the footy, or the old lady that I yelled footy at on the way and I think she shat her pants, or the idea’s we had about remixing Riverside with T saying ‘Egging’ and some other stuff that happened today but I am just astonished at the amazing timing that...just wow...okay I’m going to have another power nap, just wow...so yeah, looks like I won't get to the footy later, nap time.
So this morning I was naked in my room dancing, I had a shower to go to the footy and watch Mini play but I’ll get to that later. Anyway, so I was naked... yeah, naked and dancing and the music was so loud I couldn’t hear anything, The Rain by Calvin Harris was on which is a great song to dance naked to, then I grab my underpants and incorporate putting them on into the dancing, it looked awesome I assume. Anyway, the second I pull the undies up T Bag walks through my door... that is fucked! If I took a little bit longer to do anything, T Bag would have walked in on me naked dancing. I just can’t get over it, it is fucked. Then once T Bag walks in he just says ‘oh,’ and then Lehmann walks in and he says, ‘footy!’
I could go on to talk about the footy, or the old lady that I yelled footy at on the way and I think she shat her pants, or the idea’s we had about remixing Riverside with T saying ‘Egging’ and some other stuff that happened today but I am just astonished at the amazing timing that...just wow...okay I’m going to have another power nap, just wow...so yeah, looks like I won't get to the footy later, nap time.
0 comments:
Post a Comment