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Monday, March 20th, 2006 07:43 pm
I think I need a little more time breaking this thing in. Owie owie owie! I guess that's what I get for wanting this level of solidity all day long. Forces don't just come from nowhere; my body is the anchor point(s); there's no free lunch.

Maybe until I get used to it I should change in the middle of the day.
Boss: "I need to talk to you about the Linux project."
CJ: "Let me change clothes first."

Think that would go over well in a professional environment? :-)
Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 03:37 pm (UTC)
Dresses that require strapless bras! HAHAHAHAHAHAH! As if. I've never worn one, and the more gravity takes its toll, the even less likely it becomes.

(so jealous of women who *choose* to wear bras)
Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 06:44 pm (UTC)
No sh*t!

I really feel like there are three sexes. Men, women, and People Who Have To Actively Manage Their Boobage. Men, women, and People Whose Hips Are More Than 13" Larger Than Their Waists (pants will never fit). Men, women, and People With Major Crippling Abdominal Pain. It's sort of like there's a continuum: man -> woman -> this.

I want a sex change. I'd be okay with being a woman.
Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 06:47 pm (UTC)
Oog, you said it. Well, maybe that abdominal surgery will accomplish your wish (fingers crossed).
Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 07:11 pm (UTC)
Heck, even the hair thing. Man: coarse hair and a lot of it on the body. Woman: finer hair, only on parts of the body. Me: it's there, but you can't really tell.

That's it. I'm a SPACE ALIEN.
Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)
I wasn't gonna say anything...