this entry is to be read in the voice of eeyore

this morning, i dug out my fat warm terry cloth bathrobe.
i put on a pair of brown argyle wooly socks and a tan wooly sweater.
i filled up my brown suede purse.
i evaluated my fall clothes,
and decided i have no clothes.
i forced myself to give all the ugly ones away, yet i still have lots of ugly left.
so i guess for the next few months
i will live in a terry cloth bathrobe,
draped over a wool sweater.
my feet will be warm because
i found my slippers.
i know. slippers are for old people.
maybe i'm old people.