Plucked chicken

Funny thing bikini waxes. I'm not so sure how I feel about it. Mostly I think the old vag looks scary and is threatening to eat me. However I do not regret the action even a bit. I probably won't do it again but the experience was priceless.

Upon further thought I realized that this is like many of my goals and/or actions in that I do it to see what's it's like or to say I have done it such as;

-my navel piercing (this perhaps is most closely related) I don't think it's attractive, it doesn't serve a purpose but hey, I was bored and wanted to put a piece of metal through my flesh. Gotta pierce something...

Goals:

-have sex in an airplane. It probably wouldn't feel that good and would be pretty awkward but come on... that's a story.

-get sham married in Vegas. I don't really want to be married, never mind to someone I don't want to be married to but I REALLY want to wander in to some cheezy alter randomly and get hitched. It's such a hilarious thought.

-write a novel. I doubt what I write would be any good but I feel like that would be one of the biggest accomplishments I could achieve.

So, in conclusion, I often don't care for the outcomes of my actions. It only matters that it's a good/painful/challenging/sexy experience.