the rest is still unwritten...

So a while back, my boyfriend was making fun of me for missing spots on my legs when I shaved.  I told him that he should try shaving in a stand up shower and see how well he could do.  He said that I should try guy’s razor blades because they work much better and that he gave his female cousin (who lives with them while she’s going to college) one to try and she switched permanently.  So off to Target I went and I bought some pretty lady razor contraption with a purple handle, which came with its own blade.  It was pretty great, did better than the disposable razors I had been using previously and didn’t cut me. Not a once. Well the blade was getting dull so I swapped it out for one of my man blades.  My profusely bleeding ankle would like me to switch back to lady blades.

THE END.

Not because they make my eyes water, though the one I had to cut up yesterday was particularly juicy.  To the point where it made my nose burn.  But I hate cutting them up because one shower, a hand scrub, lotion afterwards, and anti bacterial gel at work still haven’t gotten rid of the smell on my nails.

I had a group admin refer to her IT person as “numbnuts.”