the shackles of society

the good part about living with your parents and not having a job is that you can get up whenever you want, do whatever you want, and wear whatever you want. for me, the getting up occurs at noon, i sit and ponder the wonders of the universe, and i wear boxer shorts.

the reason i only wear my shorts is that there's no need for me to put on any other clothes when i wake up in the morning. my parents don't come home until the evening, and i don't have to impress anybody. (though i'm not sure my usual clothing fare is particular impressive either) going around and doing stuff with almost no clothes on feels kinda weird sometimes. for example, eating chips is a completely different experience. after taking a bite out of a flavored chip, i was able to feel the chip's particles of flavoring falling from the disturbance of the bite and onto my body. makes you wonder how much crap gets all over the place as we eat. at least it makes me wonder... if you lick the floor, will it takes like sour cream or chives?

also, going outside to mow the lawn without any pants on is not the best way to meet neighbors.