mad_andy

Have just had my weekly soak in a nice hot bath, thoughtful session and all around maintenance. You know, hair treatment, facial scrub, depilation, all that happy crap. And I was wondering - while I contorted myself scraping hair off bits of me that, had the Good Goddess meant to be bald would have made them so - why on earth I bother.

I mean, it's not like I'm out there in a short skirt and fishnets, is it?

But then, it makes me feel better, and if there's one thing I do know it's not to knock anything that might boost my miniscule self-esteem, however ridiculous said thing might be.

There was going to be a point to this post but I forgot it.

Anyway, hope everybody else is having a nice lazy sunday bunking off doing important stuff, just like wot I am...