Breakup Season

I spent my day off taking care of unwanted hair (I even shaved my thighs— AND IT’S FEBRUARY.  CRAZY, RIGHT???!!?), trying hard to leave wanted hair alone (almost went B-Spears a couple of times), thinking about nail color, thinking about tanning but not actually hating myself enough to go through with it, being nervous about tomorrow, doing laundry, ignoring real responsibilities, and watching “New Girl”.  It was such a girly fucking day, and now my face and eyes are burning from too many girly products.  Now I’m going to do lots of yoga.  I hope I look good tomorrow.