Today I went out to a favored drive-thru food establishment and got dinner. I was tired, so I didn't bother changing out of my pajama pants into attire appropriate for such activity. I had no makeup on, and I'm pretty sure my hair looked like a rat's nest. But hey, at least it was freshly colored, so I didn't look like
BOB from Twin Peaks. Also, I put on a bra. I ate dinner in bed watching a Most Haunted marathon.
Yeah. That's the way I roll. I got what I wanted. They took my money and gave me the food.