Despite the temptation of ads on FB or in my email, there were things I didn’t do today.
Didn’t get a Brazilian wax. Not even sure what that is. Will google.
Didn’t get my eyelashes extended. I think they’re fine. Eyebrows seem to be growing like crazy but they can be dealt with by a pair of scissors and a quiet chat to them while I look in the mirror.
Didn’t get a year of tanning. I’ve spent years cultivating the pasty, troll-that-lives-under-the-stairs-look, no sense in changing that now.
Didn’t get a 4 month boxing membership even though I thought, hey, that’s kinda cool. However, I have never been a big fan of getting punched in the face and the location would require about an hour drive there and back. Hard to get motivated.
Didn’t get a Swedish massage. Again, what is that? Is it in Sweden? Will google. Don’t really want anyone touching me unless I’m pretty clear what’s going to happen.
Didn’t get KY Brand lube! WTF? What site did I go to where a cookie was created that said I might be interested in KY lubricant? (And, no, never searched for porn on this computer, it’s my writing computer).
Didn’t get the Fusion Pro Glider. Adrien Brody staring at me with a cheesy magician’s goatee creeped me out.
Didn’t get a Canadian Pardon. Don’t need one. At least that I know about.
Did check out Boutique Downtown Homes In Victoria. Dammit. They got me on that one. They know I’ve been looking at Victoria Real Estate. Pretty nice suites but out of my price range.
Now to delete all my cookies.
Hey, bro! Great. I’m looking forward to this sooo much. I hope you won’t feel it’s a case of litle brother playing catch up if I get back to doing my blog. I just have some thinking to do about the degree of anonymity I want or need.
Anyway, congratulations. And I’ll root for you about the Richmond thing. That sounds right up your alley. I’ll enlist my army of friends, or at least all four of them, too.