July 12, 2006
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Waxing the Pink Bits…
I’m doing a bikini wax tomorrow and decided to get a little practice on a friend of mine. Let me just say– every brand of wax is different and I’m really glad we did this trial run. I’ll spare you the details but co-workers said they’d been expecting screams from the waxing room and were suprised at all the hysterical laughter. Of course we did this after a 22oz beer at lunch…
We ran a bunch of errands first and I bought myself some light blue nail polish, a bidness card holder, a ledger, a stereo signal splitter, a blending comb, and a master lock and wrist-key-holder so that I can use the lockers at the gym. Maybe my life sounds boring but it feels pretty good to me. After a little blip I seem to be firing on all cylanders. The synchronicities abound and that’s a pretty good indicator that I’m on the right path (imo).
There is a new coffee shop slash live music venue just a few doors down and I just love it. It’s in the same space Fodon’s xmas store occupied last winter. I really like the counter couple… they just moved from Seattle. I’ve also decided I like soy in my vanilla cafe latte. Who knew? All the shop girls get soy so I figured I’d try it. I like rice milk on my cereal and it tastes pretty similar, I guess. Yummy.
If you’re thinking this is too boring for words just remember I ripped somebody’s backyard today, okay? I’m not dead yet.
Comments (14)
soy? that seems just not right. but I defer to your judgment.
good luck with the um…… tomorrow.
Your friend is brave. I had someone wax me parts before. I will nevah’ do that again. It hurt so bad. I was actually bruised. Not a great part of your body to be bruised. Ouch.
Soy? blech. I grew up on that stuff. blech.
i had one wax job, which resulted in lots of hysterical laughter – only from me, though, because apparently the 700-year-old woman doing it didn’t find anything humorous at all about some chick holding her disposable paper thong out of the way while clumps of privatehair were ripped from their follicles. i dunno. maybe i’m just a masochist, baha.
and also retarded: when i asked you to be my new mommy? it wasn’t until i read your comment which started “as your new mommy…” that i remembered, oh yeah, my old mommy has brown hair, too. and a fat lot of good it did me, baha.
I’m pretty sure I’d be hysterical while getting my bits waxed, but not hysterical with laughter.
I’ve decided to grow my hair out until it’s long enough to donate to Locks of Love, will you cut it for me then?
ryc: I’m pretty sure it’s because you’re smarter than the management…they don’t like that.
Notice how I’m pretty sure about a lot of things, but not certain about anything? Ahem.
you’re donating your pubic hair to locks of love??
i checked the website. it says they take curly hair. it has to be clean, though, so that may be a problem for her. at least, that’s what i read on the truckstop wall.
let me get this straight… someone allowed you – first of all, to mess around in her crotch – and secondly, to yank out her pubes with strong glue?!
i’ll never understand your gender.
I had it done once and it was way better than I expected. Good luck!
I like how you call it MY christmas store. Like i own christmas stores. Really doesn’t seem like something I’d own.
I’m excited to see that new coffee joint.
I think I’ll avoid commenting on the other subject, since everyone else has covered it so well.
Tearing the hair off of someones crotch is always a good way to start the day.
Doesn’t sound boring at all, sounds content, and I think that’s a wonderful thing.
I wish my life had a little more boredom like that…
-M
So was it like the chest hair waxing scene in the 40 Year Old Virgin?
I really should see that, huh? I’ve actually waxed mens’ chests and backs… I learned NOT to wax sideburns… and I waxed inside a guy’s NOSE (put a popsicle stick full of wax up there). My bikini and arm wax went just great today. I think I may have a return client!