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starzkiI just read an article that people live to regret their drunken musings on blogs.
Hmm.
Maybe I should stop typing this now lest I regret this later.
Just kidding. I'm not drunk.
Yet.
I'm just so tight right now that I'll take any relaxation that I can get, even that which is superfical and chemically induced. I'm really considering calling up my gym and setting up an appointment for a massage. I've never had one. It just seems akin to prostitution in some way: paying a stranger to touch you. And I'm against prostitution. It also seems (as my collegue would say) bougeois-y: something rich people do because they don't know what else to do with all of their money. I know that I certainly don't have money to be throwing around. But I was walking the puppy just now and almost broke down crying because my shoulders will just not unknot. It's exhausting! It might be an investment in sanity in the long run. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.
As for now, I'll just let Mr. Charles Shaw try and do his magic on me.
Hmm.
Maybe I should stop typing this now lest I regret this later.
Just kidding. I'm not drunk.
Yet.
I'm just so tight right now that I'll take any relaxation that I can get, even that which is superfical and chemically induced. I'm really considering calling up my gym and setting up an appointment for a massage. I've never had one. It just seems akin to prostitution in some way: paying a stranger to touch you. And I'm against prostitution. It also seems (as my collegue would say) bougeois-y: something rich people do because they don't know what else to do with all of their money. I know that I certainly don't have money to be throwing around. But I was walking the puppy just now and almost broke down crying because my shoulders will just not unknot. It's exhausting! It might be an investment in sanity in the long run. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.
As for now, I'll just let Mr. Charles Shaw try and do his magic on me.
