I am thinking about getting laundry service…
One of my fears over here is that my washing machine doesn’t fully rinse my clothes. They might still be covered in dried soap.
And I keep imagining that some imminent tropical afternoon when I walk to the skytrain, the friction between my thighs will work up a rich, foamy lather. Then I will have to ride the train with a sudsy crotch.
Talk about embarassing!
