I’m very happy to announce that today I got a call from a producer who wanted to remind me we are working at a new office tomorrow & to warn me about the air conditioning at the new office; that I may want to possibly wear pants for once in my life, or bring a pillow & blanket.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MEANS?!?!?
I DID IT! I FUCKING DID IT!
EVERYONE KNOWS I ONLY WEAR SHORTS!
IT’S LIKE, MY “THING”!
I HAVE A THING!!!
Of course, part of me is stoned & is wondering
if maybe it was less about AC & more about professionalism.
But if they think me wearing shorts is unprofessional,
they have a whole other thing coming
since the only pants I own
are sweats.
That’s just who I am, ya’all.
Just one extreme or the next;
Friendliest or cuntiest.
Hilariousest or annoyingest.
SHORTS OR SWEATS.
[Currently Listening 2 Gantez Warrior]
GIVE ME SHORTS OR GIVE ME DEATH!
(Which means in the Winter, I pretty much want to die every time I get bundled up to go outside. And I really need to move South…)
Have you so soon forgotten about your official pants?!!
No wayyyy! They’re actually the only pants I wear!