And, for the record, I do not shave on the weekends. I hate shaving and besides I think stubble kinda suits me. The cute one on Queer Eye says it's okay not to shave every day.
Stop worrying about what I'm doing -- focus instead on what you're eating.
So I was in the bathroom trimming my, um....you know. With a pair of scissors, and I'm thinking: no one taught me how to do this. Am I doing it right?
Are there techniques and rules to tending to one's garden?
BlueWizard's blog: The Rambling Corner
HEDWIG: "The road is my home. In reflecting upon the people whom I have come upon in my travels, I cannot help but think of the people who have come upon me."
If god decided that a back is going to have hair on it, who are you to say it "ought" not to be there?
Also, I don't understand certain poster's overarching need to drag everything into the realm of classism. "A gentleman" does this, "the congnescenti" watch that.
I don't use cognescenti. If I did, I did once maybe as a joke.
As for gentlemen, well sometimes I do pick my words carefully.
Speaking of words...
Hello, Namo Well, hello, Namo It's so nice to have you back Where you belong
You're looking swell, Namo (I think) Mad as hell, Namo. You're still growing (I hope) You're still crowing (and crowing and crowing) You're still going strong.
I never knew, Namo Without you, Namo Bww.com was awfully flat But more than that Was awfully wrong.
Well, well, Hello, Namo.
Oh, sorry, I digress...
Shaving. I only shave my face, except when I have a beard.
I shave my neck everyday and my face about every other day. I'm young enough not to have any stubble on my face, it just stays smooth, like peach fuzz but my neck is really stubborn. On the right side it grows to the right and on the left side it grows to the left. I dunno what that's about. I have to shave it in opposite directions. It's quite frustrating. I hate shaving...
It's official. I love Namo. I want to say out loud what I've been saying privately for months.
He's the best. Period.
Blue, PM me: I'll help you with that. CATS, don't worry, everyone's beard grows in differently. There is no norm. Take my Aunt Rose, hers grew in all freaky. And, if you think I'm lying about that, you should have had a look at my Aunt Mary...
Stop worrying about what I'm doing -- focus instead on what you're eating.
BlueWizard's blog: The Rambling Corner
HEDWIG: "The road is my home. In reflecting upon the people whom I have come upon in my travels, I cannot help but think of the people who have come upon me."