Saw Aboolian today. We're aiming for June 17th or 19th. Crazy. I'm getting just implants and an "extended brachioplasty" which essentially gets rid of the rest of my upper body skin.
Now all I have to do is explain to my father (remember, the nutcase?) to write a check. Or something like that. Won't be easy. But I'll do it, dammit. I asked him about my thighs. He looked at me, sort of like he'd look at his daughter, and said "Shira, you're not going to get that much benefit from it. It's just not worth it". My mother of course, agrees.
I mean, even Agha said I'd still have some jiggle. Why can't I have these thighs? Thank you, apparently, Sienna Miller. Who the hells knows, right? But those are beautiful thighs.
I see mine more like this:
Okay, couldn't find the exact image I wanted, but I'm sure you get the point. I KNOW they aren't that bad, and I can always get them taken care of (i.e. off) later.
In a recent Facebook Quiz, I was deemed only 22% spoiled. Right now, I want to stomp my feet and yell "Do my damn thighs!". I know, I know. I know. *and breathe*
I read Miss. Sociopath's (read: ex) LJ today. I don't really know WHY I do, but I find it interesting that she still refers to me. Why, I don't know. I mean, it's been over 2 years. 2 years? 3 years? 2007....so 2 years. She was commenting how fantastic her life is and how great it truly is to be with someone who isn't a nutcase and doesn't have to have those silly cop-out gastric bypasses.
Seriously? Why does she care? Why do I care that she cares? Ah, I guess somehow, I'll always hope she falls into a meat grinder. Or a psych ward. Or the death pits of hell. God bless her, right? She taught me quite a bit. And I suppose for that, I should always be grateful.
Does anyone even read this blog? I guess not, because, for example, if Meghann read it, she'd be all bored, and even I'm bored writing it.
It's sleep time. Well, it SHOULD be sleep time. Instead, it's "family fun time" at the photography garage. *sigh*
Well, you know I read this. At least your boredom can subside my boredom at work.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, :slap slap slap: :-P
And I would loooove to read your psychotic ex's LJ. She sounds...sad and entertaining. I'm just happy you're past that point in your life. <3