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so umm yeah. don't you hate it when peopel start out really nice and then turn in to back stabbing little people.my co worker is totaly drivign me nuts she has no care for other peoepls belingigns and she seems to only care for her baby ( she is pregnant) i know that her baby is very important to her but at the same tiem i know that we work at a daycare and need to respect other people and totaly not trash peopels things . man she drives me nuts.

this happened to my good friend becki feel for her

rofl
All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy,
painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.... The
Wax!!
My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home;
fix dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought that would
ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; "Maybe I should
pull the wax out of the medicine cabinet?"
So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one
of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just
rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm
and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else)
and hair comes right off!
No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly girl,
but I am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out.
*YA THINK!!!*
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other,
stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the
hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my rear end! (Oh,
how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh.
Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I
can do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-Ra,
fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!!
With my next wax strip, I move "north". After checking on the
kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting
championship. I drop my underpants and place one foot on the toilet.
Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right
side of the bikini line, covering the right half of my who-ha and
stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a
long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself....
RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off
half of the strip. S**T!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP...
Everything is swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums?????
OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - A wax covered
strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain,
sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph
over body hair. I hold up the strip!
There's no hair on it!
Where is the hair?? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slowly I ease my head
down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair... The hair
that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!!
I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is
now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . . Remember, my foot
is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something,
so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear the slamming of the cell
door.
Who-ha? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!!! I penguin walk
around the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do and think
to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head
may pop off."
Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water
I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered
bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??
*WRONG!!!!*
I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than that used
to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses
glued together is having them glued together and then glued
to the bottom of the tub. ! In scalding hot water!! Which, by
the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the
bottom of the tub!!! God bless the man what convinced me
I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my friend,
thinking surely she's waxed before and has come secret
of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation
starter, "So my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom
of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a
secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. She
wants to know exactly where the wax is located on bottom,
"Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?"
She's laughing out loud by now... I can hear her. I give her
the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of
the box.
YEAH!!! Right!!!!!! I would be the joke of someone else's night.
While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the
wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your
girlie goodies! covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub
in super hot water, and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!!
By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major
hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking
with me as my hand reaches towards the saving grace... The
lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really
have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!
The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my
friend, but I really don't care!!
"IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my
friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the
wax and then notice, to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL
THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!
So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color . . .

so i finally have wireless internet. Woot maybe i wil remember that i have this and actually type in here.

i am so excited about this halloween i am gonna party with some of my hommies from Verm. woot

Yeah i am gonna start this so i don't have really any idea how this is gonna work or what is gonna go on. so here we go.