moya

Alright, update needed. I had quite an eventful day. The waking up wasn't so great again, and I had only gotten about three hours of sleep. I came home around noon to get right down to business. I swear, I've done this three times before, and I still can't get it right. I took only an hour this time trying to get myself trimmed and shaved the way I wanted. And, of course, I over did it again (not too badly though!). I think I just like shaving, and if I didn't have to slap myself and say, 'Dude. Stop it or you'll be bald' and then freak out at the world 'bald', I would have kept on going. And going. Until there was nothing left to shave. I am such a fucking klutz. I ended up giving the shower cieling a good watering down and alot of water up my nose and in my eyes. O, boy, did I laugh at myself. Then the hard part came.

Does anyone else out there know how fucking goddamn difficult it is to shave within a centimeter of ones own asshole? Yea. Thank god I'm small and somewhat flexible. So there were many moments of having to get off the bathroom counter (that poor mirror will never forgive me for the things it saw ) and run back into the shower to wash off and see what I missed. Add in occassional period blood and body limbs locking up in the most unfortunate of positions, and you have yourself one small women in one huge fiasco. Needless to say, for that entire hour, I laughed, almost to tears, at myself. Which means I also cut myself a few times but the more bleeding holes, the merrier. NOT.

I think I might need someone to spot me next time I try this stunt, because god, I might die, judging from today.

I finally got to the hospital and waited. They have yet another woman there doing the procedure now. This is the third one! And it was only my fourth session! Are they just passing me around on a platter with my pants off every ten weeks or something?! She was very, very nice though, and very talkative, and gosh, I must say it's not getting to be that awkward undressing my lower half infront of someone anymore. Is that good or bad? Maybe it's just women. Anyway, through the ordeal, I flinched, I felt the burning run up and down my legs, and yelped a few times and giggled alot because it's kind of like that terrible, unbearable-but-giggle pain, and through that, we had a pretty rad conversation. It wasn't as bad as last time; I had to ask the lady to please turn the voltage down, or whatever it's called, because it just hurt far too bad. Usually my pain tolerance for this is good and getting better. Maybe that's why today wasn't so bad.

Hah. When I got up from lying on my stomach, the paper covering the table stuck to me because I had that ultrasound cream all over my front half. We had to pick that off of me, and then the creams to spread, and she gave me an ice pack to put wherever it felt I needed to cool down for a bit. The other two didn't offer me an ice pack, so I hope this new lady stays for my next three appointments.

There's one story of my brazilian laser hair removal I'm getting done. Maybe later, I'll retell my first appointment, which always gets me laughing and turning as red as a fire truck, and I'm sure it would make some people blush for embarressment for even reading about it..or just being embarressed for me.

Sorry, no pictures for the reader of my new and improved parts But! I did add some pictures to my pics section. They're from my webcam, taken in the last couple of months, so prepare to see some not-so-good quality pictures of me. Notice: The room I am sitting in is the 'guest room' / computer room, not my room. My bedspread is NOT polka dots or whatever that is. The hat is not mine, the tv sucks balls, and I just sit here looking this way.

Proofreading this (I probably did a terrible job), I realize how long it actually is. I think I'm addicted to typing as well.

Edited to add that someone should tell me if the pictures are a normal size, or too huge or something. Don't need my face taking up a computer screen. You understand.