I actually love being naked. Off course due to the law and such, It would be impossible for me to walk around naked in the streets and such, but seriously. Nakedness is a lot easier.
For one I don't have to worry about knickers riding up my behind all the time. That always happens with me, and I'm always pulling them out which makes me look like weird when I'm out in public.
Usually the furthest I go is just walking around in my room naked and obviously sleeping nude. I have to sleep nude anyway, because my room is always hot and I dare not open the window at night because of bugs. Hate bugs. Really do.

So now I do have to put some clothes on to go out soon to my disappointment. I'm going to Brighton to watch a movie with some moviegoers of mine, and to retrieve my bike.
I went on the train last wednesday with my bike. It was fine going to Brighton. I could take it, but coming back at 5.30, apparently I couldn't because of the rush-hour. So couple that with tonsillitis that I had, I felt like hitting the train attendant but then I thought 'Guy's just doing his job isn't he'.

So either I will be very happy to find it still standing outside the station, or fucked off because someone took it. Chances are I will be extremely unlucky and fucked off. I've had three bikes stolen from me in the past 3 years. Here's to another one...cheers! (I hope not!)

xx