So ...

For those of you wondering where I've been today, the network was down most of the morning, and then I was having an antisocial fit. I have those.

It's hot. I'm wearing hotpants. I feel weird. I've always worn hotpants when I was a kid, because the less clothes on my body, the more comfortable I felt, and feel. I didn't wear them when I was a teenager, because of general uncomfort with my body, and the fact that they were deemed unhip and uncool and were hardly sold anymore. Today, upon arriving at my folks' straight from work, wearing black jeans, I randomly took the skimpiest thingI could find in my closet and put it on. Hotpants.

I walked by the glass terras doors and realised I have elegant legs. I've always known my legs are one of my best features, but I've never really shown them off like this. You can see all of them now, instead of just the lower 80%. It's weird. I should take them off before my punkness just drowns in this elegance vibe.