the journey to the stage has brought into my life many new experiences. some of them have been no big deal and others have been a bit more of a challenge. today i started the dry run of the colour process. so i called up a tanning salon that offered the mystic tan booked an appointment and then walked in there with my black azz. oh let me tell you i felt more than a little bit silly. and the poor girl working that night was traumatized trying to figure out what level to set the machine for.
eventually we worked it out. she explained the process and next thing i knew i was bare azz nekkid in a phone booth getting hosed by an unseen assailant. i think i know now how my car feels when i take it through the wash at the gas station.
so im sitting here now waiting for another 2 hours to pass. when the colour is expected to 'peak'. we only tried level 2, so i guess if there isn't a significant enough change then next week i will try level 3. she seemed pretty frightened of level 3, apparently she had never seen anybody take level 3. i kept waiting for the scary music to play every time she spoke of level 3, there was something quite reverent about the way she said it. anyway i am going to go another two times after this. should get a fairly good idea if this is the way to go.
today my mood was still foul. still no word on the bike situation. and for reasons unknown i was almost certain today i would have another melt down. since i'm safely back at home and currently in my pj's i think i managed to make it through the day sans tantrum.
i rock!
1 comment:
so why were you going to have a melt down & how did you avoid it?
now the tan'n stuff is hilarious! i would love to have seen the look on the face of the worker when you 1st approached her about tan'n!
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