Hallelujah! Hallelujah! If I had a tambourine I would run up and down the aisles of this crappy New York City library right now.
It kinda smells like the Funky People been sitting at this table. Whew!
Oh well. Let me just try to focus. Everyone else seems to be okay. Maybe they are used to it???
(Wait. Interruption. Someone comes up to talk to me.)
Ok so my scarf was on the floor and the library security lady with the 40DDDD breasts just told me to pick it up because, as she put it, "Things might grow on it from these people that be in here. You know what I'm saying?"
I quickly picked it up and we chuckled quietly together.
That security guard has been boozing it up somewhere in this library. I could smell the liquor wafting in the air as she passed. The smell was strong too. I bet she probably takes shots between the stacks of books. LOL. Man I tell you, New York City is a trip. Everybody is a damn character.
Anyway....back to work.
So I was sitting here in the library working on a different post and I just ran my fingers across my upper lip. And I'm smiling wide because it's as smooth as Tyrese's head right now. After a month. I repeat...AFTER A MONTH. For me this is some real shyt and a definite reason to celebrate with a blog post!
So despite her advice... I touched it anyway.
I looked up at him startled. He looked good. But my lip and chin didn't. In fact his face looked smoother than mine!
So Hallelujah!!! Although from what I read, no method is guaranteed to remove all hair, but if it takes 90 or 95 percent of it that is totally fine by me. That's better than looking like a furry spider. So no more Baby G. No more dealing with The Hairys. I was finally able to fix something that had bothered me from my days in grade school and I feel good! If I see that ex boyfriend again (and I'm sure I will) I'll look his azz dead in his face, bat my eyes, and pucker my lips so they look extra sexy.