Epilation - masochism?

Maybe it's the Germans? Or living in a red light district with hookers in every corner and across the street? Anyway - I mentioned already I bought an epilator. Yeah, the thing ripping your body hair. I've used such a thing on my back for a while now and it's great! I just hate hairy backs. The gorilla look doesn't quite appeal to me... My sister has done the job so far, but now I get home so seldom I need my own. So I bought a Braun Silkepil Xelle this Tuesday. Really good!

So I cleaned as much of my back as I could when I bought the epilator. Felt good! The pain isn't bad at all, not on the back. But then I wanted to try some more. I went for the hair on the fingers and hands. (Not much, but it's always good to think forward! ;) Then I tried my upper arms. And then I started a high risk project approaching my private parts. That was slightly more painful, but then again - it's just hair! The pain is not a sign of danger, it's just a sign of things cleaning up. After all - I appreciate if I'm not greeted by a huge bush when I get down on a girl. Of course women have a tree sticking up and don't have to get into the bush, but still - if I want them to keep gardened I should do that myself. And I didn't clean it all - I'm not a baby after all. Now it's well trimmed but not unnatural. Just the way I like it. The ass was a bit painful though... I didn't know when to stop! There was so much hair and when I had started I figured what the heck, it looks good, keep on going. But yeah... When you can't even see what you're doing it's a bit scary... But it was worth it. I couldn't do the scrotum though - epilating loose skin is really painful! (And bald balls looks really creepy.) The more you can stretch the skin the better. And it feels safer having a flat area. So I just cut that hair a bit, just as I did with the hair above the "package". It feels good not being a hairy monkey any more. :)

Just as a technique tip: Yes, an epilator is by far the best way to keep body hair away. If you shave it, it will be sticky in a few hours. If you use some magic cream making the hair fall off - think of all the chemical shit you expose your one and only body to! A good thing with the epilator is that the hair will decrease. The hair goes through three phases and if it's taken away in the right phase it won't ever come back! :) And if you use the epilator often enough there will be so few hairs it won't feel much at all.

The every day life

It's strange how fast life turns into "vardag" (everyday normal life). First week in Frankfurt was filled with new stuff and I was full of energy! But now the normal state of mind is back - the feeling of the days just passing without getting anywhere. It's not all true, though. After all I have taken small steps every day - buying new bed linen and an epilator, gotten the phone numbers to some people in the canoe club, talked to John about gong-fu clubs and have been out running quite a lot, slowly getting my body in shape again. But the wait!!! Waiting for computer access (and a computer and a phone) at work. Waiting for the 23rd when I will go back to Sweden to get all the stuff I will need and drive it all down with my father in his car. Waiting for Spain tonight!!! :D Waiting for the people at my company to get back from their vacations so I can get some answers on how to do with all the travel expenses. Waiting for some meaningful duties at work.

Oh, am I negative! :) But I am a bit troubled - about clothes. Maybe it's being surrounded by shirts with wide sleeves reaching just below the elbow in questionable colours every day. Or the fact that I have lived with the same little bag of clothes for three weeks. Or what seems to be the impossible task of finding good clothes stores in town. But anyway I definitely have to do something about my wardrobe! But how? My former clothes shopping guru expert Angelica has retired and I don't know if I dare to shop alone in a country with no taste.

Ok, stop! It's time for a completive break: This always happen - I face a problem and instead of confronting it and solve the god damn problem once and for all I give up. Whining about what a huge problem it is blah blah blah... Ok, so let's look further and find a solution:

I will get all my clothes from Sweden in a few weeks, that's a good thing. Meanwhile I can look in fashion magazines and such to find inspiration. And walk around Frankfurt window shopping. And think about what I really want to wear...

- Should I go for the fancy, snobbish look? Would be good at work and I like dressing up every now and then. But I have to watch - I can't stand brats!

- Or the rock'n'roll look? I would really like to but I just don't look rock'n'roll, no matter what I wear. Face it - I'm a good boy from a villa suburb with a good education and a good job and I never had any problems really - I'm not rock'n'roll. (The other week I suddenly got a rock'n'roll-wannabe urge and took on a nite belt and a key chain. Jarmo thought I looked gay and he was probably not the only one... ;)

- Maybe the sporty look? Yeah, this is me - I love sports (practising, not looking!) and I like to move, to feel free, comfortable. Fast. Fit.

- Howabout the Opel look - short-sleeved shirts with sleeves that go past the elbow and are really wide? If you ever see me in a shirt the German style please, please kill me!

-Why not the super market look, with very priceworthy clothes? No, I would never sink this low, just kidding. :)

- The sexy look? Right, where did that come from???

- The nature-friend, alternative look? Well, yes, I would love buying eco and fair-trade clothes but I don't want to look like a 50-year virgin! But I wouldn't mind some alternative looks. And nowadays there are more and more fashionable eco clothes coming up, so today you can be fair AND good looking.

Ok, sporty it is! I would say a sporty every-day wardrobe with a fancy, really good-looking set of clothes to be able to dress up when need be. As far as possible the clothes are fair-trade, eco clothes. Yeah, that's it. But where to find it??? I will look in town. In Gothenburg when I get home. In London. Berlin. The Internet of course. Yeah, I will just have to be patient. (ARGH!!! I am not patient!!! I hate waiting, I want it now, now, now!!! Oh, god, I'm such a child...)

See? Just keep on and a solution is found. And hope. And suddenly the existence isn't all that bad after all. :)