whoo hoo! i'm going to see b.b.king in 13 days! thanks to d who told me about him even being in town. the funny thing is, a few weeks ago, i said to ian that i should look into him coming to vancouver, or to seattle cause it would be such a wicked show. and now... saweetness... i'll be ridin' with the king.
things of note for today: after a week of cultivating my armpit hair, i'm ready to get it waxed. i am a little concerned that it's not quite long enough yet. i may wait until thursday. just so i don't get turned away. there are few things worse than getting turned away from being waxed. cause you're so excited about getting rid of hair that you've been patiently growing and then you're told to go away... that you haven't been patient enough. in fact, thinking about it, i'll just get tonnes of waxing done on thursday... i may not be able to sit down that day, but at least i won't be at work with my jeans sticking to my skin. that totally sucks when they use wax, not sugar. cause, no matter how good your girl is at waxing, there's always a tiny bit left somewhere around your crotch that pulls at your skin as soon as you leave the salon. this could be too much information, but why change the format of this blog now?
also of note, i'm going to buy a new toilet seat, and finally fix mine. after i sign papers for my mortgage. the message today from TD: this is a message for Dr. Ursula Hoeger. blah blah blah. on the phone he asked me how to pronounce my last name. he was confused by hoefer, because there's no F in hoeger. f as in frank. f as in frank. f as in frank. oh wait, that was the ticketmaster guy last night... i had to repeat that like 5 times, and he was still confused. oh kids.
time for toast.
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