Friends?  Confession.

I’m kinda one of Those People.

Those People who have a thing about people laying down on their unmade beds with the same jeans they happened to wear out into the world all day.

Just the thought turns me into an eye-ticking germaphobe.  Maybe it’s the years of riding public transportation but it skeeves me out like no other.

The way I see it, you never know what your butt has been in. Continue reading →