When you fly, it’s always best to bring some tunes–
So, Cassidy, were are we now? Good you should ask . . .
As I may or may not have pointed out, last night was my electrolysis session. It was two hours of fun, if you consider having an electric needle stuck in your face fun. At least Bonnie–the woman who does my work–and I were having fun, talking about Emmys, Game of Thrones–which I told her is also called Boobs and Dragons, which she loved–Orphan Black, menopause, and women who should wear something over really, really tight leggings. I mean, what else are you doing to do for two hours? I’m sort of sitting there with nowhere to go while she does her shock and tweeze routine, so you make the best of the situation.
But I did write: last night and even a little…
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