nothing like the feeling of being particularly in tune with the universe, some seriously vernal harmonic convergence new age foofoo whatever here, i shit you not, i am just humming with vibes & about to start up with the ohhhhmm & all, any minute now. in almost unrelated but surely somehow connected news, the universe tells me i should shave my legs. curiouser & curiouser.
& it sucks major hiney that i have to abandon all the in-tunedness & be terrestrial. i.e. work. i can stamp my petulant foot until the toes tingle & it won’t change practical factual matters. doesn’t stop me stamping, or tossing my fetching little bald-spot covering braid, no fuck no.
look! a distraction!
There!
Sometimes, the shaving of legs is the harbinger of good things to, er, come.
ha- you said hiney!
i’m not sure how i feel about that blogshares. i think i don’t like the concept. that worth derives from inbound links? no. no, i don’t like it.
sounds awfully fussy of me, doesn’t it? well, i’m an awfully fussy girl at times.
So did you shave your legs? Inquiring minds want to know.
no, the universe wasn’t convincing enough. probably just screwing with me anyway, that happens.
someday though.
Where?!?!?
wherever you find it. sometimes you have to look really, really hard.
Leg shaving vs. blogshares? I’ll take leg shaving for $1000.