Thur July 18, 2002 - 9:50am
I call it the dungeon because it's below ground and boy you can feel it, it's either freezing or steaming and there's construction work next door so some bastard was drilling and the way it was echoing off the walls was madness man. I thought I was going to kill someone.
My lovely Reed is unfortunately leaving the Vineyard, so I am losing my precious friend and great work colleage. Anyhow he had to go over some downloads with me, which of course being at the Vineyard, were not working...no friggin surprise there then. Everyone was in a panick because of the audits, but there always in a panic over there about something. Actually it's usually Ty but she was very calm and collected.
I eventually after nearly three hours got out, tortured free, except for an exruciating headache due to the fucking jack hammers. I very nearly went with Ty to see Darlene but I just knew where that was going to end, so I went to get my bikini line waxed instead.
Helen, my usual waxer is away, back home to Russia for a vacation, so I had Irene instead. Wow this was different, she made my arse right down the end of the bed, with my legs spread, hanging OFF the side of the bed, yeah great visual for y'all. She stood at the foot of the bed and started working on my left side. She gets my legs and shoves it right back so it's just above my head while she yanks out more hair than I really needed her to do to be honest. No I'm not talking Brazilian, but maybe a bit of Puerto-Rican going on though.
After she did the same to the other side, she pulls down the top of my knickers and takes off a bunch from there, I was like "what the fuck".....,but it was too late, done, gone forever (well, maybe 4 weeks) my little tufts of hair that often protrude out of the top of my bikini line. I guess she read my mind, I had always wanted that part done but was afraid that it was going to hurt too much.
Alrighty then, so that was interesting. I left and was going to get food for dinner but decided that take-out was happening instead. Once near the Barrow I nearly banged into some woman, mainly because I was looking up at an apartment that my pal lives in, because he usually hangs out on his fire-escape. The woman was clearly not amused.
So that was it, good day yesterday, got lots done, which when hungover is exceptional for me.
I started to watch some of Harry Potter last night but the snoring coming from Morpheus was putting me off to much. Also in bed last night he was snoring ALL NIGHT. His head wasn't properly on the Vedic pillow, hence the snoring. I kept trying to push his fat cranium back on, but he was having none of it and kept flicking me with his arm.......I swear to god...
Ok I have to write something for the website....
later.......