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17 August 2004 @ 05:13 pm
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I got a bikini wax for the first time today. It was very nifty. And only about one-tenth as painful as I thought it would be, based on anecdotes. Combined with a new black bra and a trip to Toys in Babeland, I now feel like walking sex. Come have sex with me! I will show you my breasts!

In other news...

::mind wanders::
 
 
 
Herself_nycherself_nyc on August 17th, 2004 05:18 pm (UTC)
I'm so there.
Anna S.eliade on August 17th, 2004 05:21 pm (UTC)
Yes! ::leaps on you::

I'm actually about to go to the gym and be girly-man, or manly-girl, or some other Ahrrrr-nold wannabe. Yay me. :>)
ineke on August 17th, 2004 05:27 pm (UTC)
Well, ya know... *leers suggestively*

It's not the pain I'm worried about in a bikini wax. Oh, no. It's the indignity. "Hold your butt cheeks apart now, there's a dear. Yes, just like that -- yes, perfect." Rip!
Anna S.eliade on August 17th, 2004 05:34 pm (UTC)
Heh. It wasn't like that. The underwear stayed on and she just worked her way down the front, trimming on either side like, um...hedges.

::runs away with a blush::
kaydee23kaydee23 on August 17th, 2004 05:28 pm (UTC)
Well good for you! I still don't think I could stand the pain. I'm all the way down here in Houston though, so sex is out. Hopefully there's someone more proximous on your friends list. Good luck. (I invented a word by combining proximity and promiscuous. Ha ha)
Anna S.eliade on August 17th, 2004 05:34 pm (UTC)
(I invented a word by combining proximity and promiscuous. Ha ha)

Yes, I thought it said "promiscuous" at first. *g*
LadyCatladycat777 on August 17th, 2004 06:17 pm (UTC)
Dude!

*books flight*

You can wait, um, a few hours, right?
Keren: Mr. Sparklebuffybot on August 17th, 2004 06:23 pm (UTC)
It really didn't hurt that badly? I keep meaning to get one, but I'm obviously a big chicken. Did you go to some fancy-poo place, or regular run-of-the mill? I need encouragement! I hate shaving! ;)
do you want orcs? because this is how you get orcs: Baffled King by Jesskita0610 on August 17th, 2004 06:29 pm (UTC)
It didn't hurt that bad.

It's worth the extra $$ to go to someone who knows what the heck they're doing down there.

*gropes Anna on her way out the door*
Poshykittyposhcat on August 17th, 2004 06:55 pm (UTC)
It's worth the extra $$ to go to someone who knows what the heck they're doing down there.

I'll bet that applies to hookers as well.
Trepkostrepkos on August 18th, 2004 11:03 am (UTC)
oh yeah!
Poshykittyposhcat on August 17th, 2004 06:52 pm (UTC)
Combined with a new black bra and a trip to Toys in Babeland, I now feel like walking sex

Walking sex, lying down sex, riding sex, whatever you want.

Bikini waxing sounds way too awful to contemplate, even with your reassurances. ::buys a 48-pack of disposable razors::
xanphibian on August 17th, 2004 07:22 pm (UTC)
Rowr.

*pouncetacklelicks you all over*
oblique_refoblique_ref on August 18th, 2004 11:30 am (UTC)
So.

Wanna grab dinner some time?
;)
oblique_refoblique_ref on August 18th, 2004 04:04 pm (UTC)
See, here's the thing: ever since I realized that there is one of the best writers I've red in a while living in Seattle, I've developed this hyper alert and moderately bizarre crowd-watching mechanism. Every time I see a girl who looks somewhat like Harry Potter, I wonder if it's you. It's weird. Sorta disconcerting, because there are a LOT of girls who look a bit like Harry Potter in this town. It's making me twitchy.
This is a really overwrought way to say that yes, I'd seriously like to meet you. And look! All these people know that now. Isn't that a bit awkward?

Hmmm. I suppose I should find a picture to prove I'm not some mouth-breathing troglodyte. I have on good authority that I'm both attractive and well mannered. Courteous, even.

Y'know, proposing this on the thread where you advertise yourself as 'walking sex' probably isn't gonna win me any brownie points, is it?
Anna S.eliade on August 21st, 2004 01:22 pm (UTC)
See, here's the thing: ever since I realized that there is one of the best writers I've red in a while living in Seattle, I've developed this hyper alert and moderately bizarre crowd-watching mechanism. Every time I see a girl who looks somewhat like Harry Potter, I wonder if it's you.

I admit I did this the other day too, though I have no idea what you look like, except that it's probably not Harry Potter. I actually don't look like him except in the way of having a pulse and hair. All my secrets would be revealed if you met me. I'm actually a six-foot ex-cheerleader Uma Thurman clone. I know, I know. It's a disappointment.

I'd love to have dinner. I'm sorry I didn't get back to you sooner, I've been pretty much offline for the last few days. :>)

It's weird. Sorta disconcerting, because there are a LOT of girls who look a bit like Harry Potter in this town. It's making me twitchy.

I saw two girls the other day and was vaguely admiring their svelte dykey charm before I realized they were actually two teenaged boys. It's a disconcerting sort of town.

This is a really overwrought way to say that yes, I'd seriously like to meet you. And look! All these people know that now. Isn't that a bit awkward?

You could pretend to be a sock-puppet of Joss Whedon. And I'll just be Uma. We're actually negotiating a movie contract through this elaborate mechanism of LJ pseuds. Let them wonder.

Y'know, proposing this on the thread where you advertise yourself as 'walking sex' probably isn't gonna win me any brownie points, is it?

Oh, I don't know about that. *g*
oblique_refoblique_ref on August 21st, 2004 03:36 pm (UTC)
Well then. Color me joyous. Assuming joyous is a sorta flesh colored. And speaking of serendipity: my roommate decided I was just too couped up, so she dragged me, bitching and moaning, off to the Vogue. Where I sat. And stared. then I danced. But there was sitting and staring in inverse proportion to the shimmying and shaking. I don't think this story has a point...

Name a place, name a time.

And this whole 'net date' thing is kind of foreign to me. I'm really not certain what the Standard Operating Procedure is. I mean, should I cajole on of my digicam having people to document my dashing good looks, or do you just take me by my word? And if I describe myself, does that come off as confident or just being an asshole? And is this ramble totally self-aware and neurotic, or charmingly self-effacing? Who knows.

Again: Time, place, brief description so I know who to look for. I'll be there.

Oh: 6', 180 lbs, Really blue eyes and currently blackish hair. A penchent for boots and Taxi Driver t-shirts. Once got paid money to jump out of airplanes and have people try to kill him. Didn't like that job so much.
ruthless1ruthless1 on August 19th, 2004 11:32 am (UTC)
Just read "Involuntary Bodies" and am pretty much left speechless at your wordsmithing skills.
I hope you find all the walking sex you want and the talking sex and all the other kinds of sex! and that you get to show off your loverly new bra and your new toys. Cuz man oh man oh man - you write so well - you just made my day!
I am glad that your break from work is going well and that you are finding a new self that you seem to like these days - it shows in your writing because what I thought couldn't get better (your writing from before) got even better. Perhaps it's all the vegetables you have introduced into your diet? Or the exercise? Whatever it is that has stimulated the flow of blood to your brain has also stimulated the creativity too. And for that I am extremely grateful.
That is all.