As for my precious Grandmothers lamps, they're gone. The peiceofshitwasteoflifebastard won't even return my messages. I'm not sure it would be worth my sanity to bring this to court, besides, he'd rather smash them to smitherines than give them back (he actually did that with my digital camera). Why are some people so awful? 
Really, though, things are great! My ex is the only crappy thing going on! Oh, wait. This doesn't really upset me, its kind of funny, but icky too. There is this guy named Kevin, a client of mine, who has turned into a real creepshow. He used to come in once a week for a massage, then one week he booked a two hour. An hour and a half in, (he'd been face down for a half hour) he asked me to leave the room for a few minutes. No explaination, nothing. (make your assumptions) After that, he started coming in ALL THE TIME. In eight days I saw him four times, and if I was booked he would ask for my next avaliable appointment; he was taking time off of work to see me!
Needless to say, I cut him off. This week my boss told him my wrists were too sore to book any more appointments, and next week she is going to tell him I no longer do deep tissue or large bodies (he's a big fat guy). If he puts up a fight, he's gettin' the truth. 
I had an eye doc appointment today, and I bought the cutest glasses! I'm very excited for them to come in, YAY NEW GLASSES!
I also have a massage trade today... I get a massage! YAY MASSAGES! Its sunny, warm (mid 30's), I love my job, I'm going to a local punk show tonight, the Earth shoes I ordered online shipped today, my torn ear is now completly healed, life is good!
Really, though, things are great! My ex is the only crappy thing going on! Oh, wait. This doesn't really upset me, its kind of funny, but icky too. There is this guy named Kevin, a client of mine, who has turned into a real creepshow. He used to come in once a week for a massage, then one week he booked a two hour. An hour and a half in, (he'd been face down for a half hour) he asked me to leave the room for a few minutes. No explaination, nothing. (make your assumptions) After that, he started coming in ALL THE TIME. In eight days I saw him four times, and if I was booked he would ask for my next avaliable appointment; he was taking time off of work to see me!
Needless to say, I cut him off. This week my boss told him my wrists were too sore to book any more appointments, and next week she is going to tell him I no longer do deep tissue or large bodies (he's a big fat guy). If he puts up a fight, he's gettin' the truth.
I had an eye doc appointment today, and I bought the cutest glasses! I'm very excited for them to come in, YAY NEW GLASSES!
I also have a massage trade today... I get a massage! YAY MASSAGES! Its sunny, warm (mid 30's), I love my job, I'm going to a local punk show tonight, the Earth shoes I ordered online shipped today, my torn ear is now completly healed, life is good!
I give massages too, but I need to leave the room every 11 minutes for...... well, I just need to
Creepy asshead people and their genital issues
It was kind of cool and windy today. It only got up to 64, but it must have been all the way down to 60 in the shade. I almost shivered a bit