OMG. If I loved this essay before -- and I did -- I lurve it now. The padded glory hole. The fart jokes & drone metal fantasy. Why they hell do they have granola anyway? It's just so good, every detail shines like the healed back of a flagellating monk.
Well, sure if someone kneaded me like an artesian boule and didn't mind my farts to boot, I'd miss them too. (And BTW, not that anyone needs an excuse for a massage, but dude, I'm really sorry to hear about your leg. Hope your leg & back are feeling better these days, and/or that you can get a massage real soon.)
OMG. If I loved this essay before -- and I did -- I lurve it now. The padded glory hole. The fart jokes & drone metal fantasy. Why they hell do they have granola anyway? It's just so good, every detail shines like the healed back of a flagellating monk.
Thanks, Hannah. I mostly cut stuff from the original. And my bougie ass misses that place!
Well, sure if someone kneaded me like an artesian boule and didn't mind my farts to boot, I'd miss them too. (And BTW, not that anyone needs an excuse for a massage, but dude, I'm really sorry to hear about your leg. Hope your leg & back are feeling better these days, and/or that you can get a massage real soon.)
I'm good. I've lived with the leg. The orthotics really help. But thanks.