The Pajamification of Kiala
I have eaten so many peanut butter special brownies over the last two days that I am SCARED and AFEARED to put real pants on. Luckily, beginning tomorrow, Dane is on vacation for a million days so I can just make him walk the dog and go get tacos when we run out of food.
There’s still the problem of today, however, but I think I’ve got it dialed. I’m going to go to the gym and then walk ZZ in my exercise pants. I see people doing this all the time and I never do. I have a thing about getting dressed for the world. Melissa and I have discussed this at length. But not today! Today’s my day, people. My day to wear elastic waist pants and venture forth into the very real and judge-y gay streets of my neighborhood.
Actually, this might work out (WORK OUT…get it???) really well as all of my jeans are a little big now because everything in San Francisco is uphill and so whenever I lean over to pick up ZZ’s er…waste…I flash the little children running around at the Eureka Valley Rec Center and I know this is scarring them forever. Or giving them something to aspire to. Either/Or.
Over the next few days I will be working on my first piece of Gilmore Girls Fan Fiction. Rory and Lorelei will be leaving Stars Hollow for a whirlwind weekend in San Francisco and many fun and exciting subversive things will happen to them. Stay tuned and Merry almost Jesus everybody!
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Don’t worry. If they judge you, they’ll just assume you’re homeless and unable to dress any better!
elastic waist pants are awesome.
as my wife has learned, just make sure you cinch the drawstring. otherwise you’re just asking for a pantsing.
You’re only asking for a pantsing if you’re married to Ken.
Dane seems like too nice of a man for that sort of fuckery.
Fuckery is my new favorite word.
Their marrying game. If you pass up the first two people, you must marry the third. Incorporate that bit of fun. Please?
And Lorelai singing karaoke and impressing a handsome man* with her fun and quirky off-key singing.
And a boy for Rory who makes her open up and do crazy things. Then Jess happens to be visiting SF from Venice Beach and runs into them and there’s tension between the two guys.
And then their rental car gets stolen but the police find it in Golden Gate Park. Filled with drugs! So they have to call Veronica Mars to help them solve the case. Otherwise, they’ll be locked up in a Thai prison forever. You liiiiike, go taaaake.
And everyone wears headbands like in Gossip Girl! Lorelai has a headband filled with coffee flavored candy, Rory has one where she can pull down scrolls of classic novels, and Veronica has one with handcuffs hidden in the bow.
Wait, this is your fan fiction, not mine.
*Handsome man is in place of Luke because they’re in SF. Otherwise, Luke all the way.
I’ve been wearing my yoga pants all day. But I will be putting on jeans before going to Target later, because Target is fancy.
flashing uh… interesting….
PS: don’t mind me I am a bit tipsy…
champagne babes… before linc… empty stomach… after a guiness and all that… 
Looking forward to the GG fanfic!
I was watching Overboard yesterday, and the rich husband was Richard.
Also, if you want to check out my fanfic, I wrote some about the McGriddle. I also recently wrote some Golden Girls (GG!) fanfic, but I’m still waiting for it to be published.
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