The Two Month Experiement
I have long proclaimed that "I'm just that granola!" A number of months ago I decided to put my granolaness to the test. The experiment went thus: No shaving—armpits OR legs— for 2 months. At the end of that time frame I could save, or not.
I discovered I am, apparently, not that granola! It would appear that my leg-shaving threshold hovers right around 3-4 weeks. My armpits, however, would lead me to believe that I am that granola! I shaved only because I was going to have a massage the next day, and figured it was only polite.
That was Feburary.
Yesterday I was out with Ninja and declared that I needed to get a massage. She gave me a line on a place I could go. I thanked her and said with a slight grimace, "Well, I didn't shave my armpits today, so maybe I shouldn't."
"Meh!" She replied, "I wouldn't worry about it."
"Allow me to rephrase that: For the last month!"
"Oh. Well, so?"
Yeah, I guess I'm more European than Granola. Shh! Don't tell, I don't wanna change the name of my blog.
I discovered I am, apparently, not that granola! It would appear that my leg-shaving threshold hovers right around 3-4 weeks. My armpits, however, would lead me to believe that I am that granola! I shaved only because I was going to have a massage the next day, and figured it was only polite.
That was Feburary.
Yesterday I was out with Ninja and declared that I needed to get a massage. She gave me a line on a place I could go. I thanked her and said with a slight grimace, "Well, I didn't shave my armpits today, so maybe I shouldn't."
"Meh!" She replied, "I wouldn't worry about it."
"Allow me to rephrase that: For the last month!"
"Oh. Well, so?"
Yeah, I guess I'm more European than Granola. Shh! Don't tell, I don't wanna change the name of my blog.
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