Boxer Shorts

Thursday, 12 December 2002

i ran out of clean boxer shorts this morn­ing. so i de­cided it was time for me to do some laun­dry. its in the dryer right now. but hav­ing to go com­mando for the first morn­ing of study days got me think­ing. i’m pretty damn par­tic­u­lar about my boxer shorts. they can’t be tight at all, oth­er­wise i might as well wear tighty-whiteys or whitey-tightys whichever. and boxer briefs are only for the in­de­ci­sive. which i maybe don’t think i am. i’m not sure. when i pur­chase my box­ers i have to like the pat­tern of them or i won’t get them. and i must never have box­ers with the same pat­tern. even af­ter this to­tally un­nec­es­sary de­ci­sion-mak­ing process (who else sees them but me?) i still have my fa­vorite pairs. the ones that when all of my box­ers are clean, and i’m go­ing com­mando, i take first. cur­rently i have two fa­vorite pairs. this doesn’t hap­pen of­ten but since both pairs are re­ally nice shades of blue i can’t re­ally de­cide. one is a solid deep sky blue or maybe the color of a ra­que­t­ball. the other pair is an al­to­gether darker shade of blue with criss-cross­ing navy blue pin stripes.

but it gets stranger. when i have an im­por­tant oc­ca­sion, say a meet­ing with a girl i like or a pre­sen­ta­tion or other spe­cial event, i make sure that i save my box­ers for that oc­ca­sion. they aren’t re­ally lucky box­ers, i’m not su­per­sti­tious like that but in a sense they ful­fill the same pur­pose. i guess if i feel good about what is sur­round­ing my naughty bits then i feel good about my vis­i­ble ap­pearence.

but for that to fol­low i would have to hate my­self when i go com­mando when in fact i feel lib­er­ated. and a lit­tle sticky. but that’s cuz i haven’t show­ered.