Miska the Actor & The Girl in Me

I've been spending a surprising amount of time with Miska lately. Even though he's leaving in less than a month (like Darryl and Andy before him, his future is determined by the US government) I find my chats with him are more just random acts of friends bonding than forced companionship 'because he is leaving.'

Miska, my friends, is the prime example of the struggling artist. More so than Andy and Darryl in my mind, because where Andy and Darryl were trained on many different ways to express their art (and therefore can do various jobs to stay- or get back into- the country) Miska, being an actor, can only act. He's been good so far- he's in the new Oliver Stone movie about Sept. 11, was in the show Entourage, and did a 3 month run of his one person show. But of course that means nothing. For actors work is an entity that comes and goes- it is the sunshine of a life filled with all four seasons. And the US government does not see this "job stability" as good enough to merit a working visa.

But Miska has always known this. It doesn't matter- never will. You fall, you get up. It's admirable, the drive that my roommates show. I have no doubt that I will see Miska again, and soon.



IN OTHER NEWS:
I have official joined the ranks of "female." Rejoice, Mommy and Hazel, your youngest is no longer inept of culturally common knowledge regarding the pursuit of feminine frivility.

And it's all because of Angel and Bim's epilator.

See, I try. I TRY to help myself be better. Case in point: the epilator is a one time $50 purchase that will last long enough to be cheaper than 5 years worth of disposable razors. It is "a steal." So to further my self-betterment I decide to step into the realm of cost-effective living and buy one. I even got the one in the pink box, because as a feminine product I assured myself that of the multiple choices in the Target female isle I could not go wrong with pink.

Don't get me wrong- it works. Hurts like a b*$%#, but it works. I have no use for it except for on my legs (I'm too scared to put it anywhere else) so after 3 hours of torture I end up with baby bottoms for limbs.

Eh. It works.

Well... after about 2 1/2 - 3 weeks I start to itch. I think nothing of it at first, maybe buy Cleo a tic collar, then go about my business. Then Shannon and Roberto ask us over for a swim in their pool and I pull out the epilator again.

And guess what.

I have ingrown hairs.

I'm not talking about one or two bumps. These bastards are EVERYWHERE. ALL OVER MY LEGS. AND LONG. AND UNTOUCHABLE. I run my hand over my skin and it feels smooth, but I SEE HUNDREDS of black hairs lying there, laughing at me.

HOW DISGUSTING.



And this is all over both of my legs! Ugh. You know that feeling when you're watching some scifi/scary movie and they show scenes where worms crawl into someone's skin and walk around? I FELT LIKE THAT. (OMG I'm even shuddering as I type this!)

puketastic

Well, immediately I get up to go to the store to buy a hack saw. But on my way, our new roommate Sophia stops me. I explain to her my hysteria and she sits me down. "Summer, do you ever exfoliate?" she asks.

"Uhhh..."

"Do you even know what that means?"

"Of course I do!" (Of course I didn't)

"Well, you know how you put lotion on everyday, right?"

"Uhhh..."

*sigh*

So she goes through the shpeel. About exfoliation and moisturizing and lotioning and everything. Me, being the uber example of non-girl, had no clue about anything that she was talking about. Hours passed, and she was still explaining things. Seriously- my guy roommates knew more about all of it than I did.

But, because of the insectual sensation I was receiving from my legs, I nodded, smiled, and promptly bought everything she recommended.

Shopping List:
-Ultimate Pomegrade-seed Exfoliant (use 3 times a week while showering)
-Loofah hand glove (to use w/exfoliant)
-Dial Daily Care soft liquid Exfoliant (for everyday use)
-White puffy thingy for liquid soap application
-Biore Exfoliant for Face with citrus & mango
-Neutrogena SPF 15 Moisturizer
-Aveeno Lavender and Mint Body Lotion

Well... it works. Well. Amazingly well. I've been on this regiment for two weeks now, and look at my legs:


Like New!

I must admit- girls know what they're doing. This stuff makes me feel really good. Like fresh and stuff. It's a bit rigorous (honestly, now I spend like an hour of my day getting ready) so I don't see myself doing it everyday for the rest of my life, but at a smaller level I wouldn't mind it. It inspired me, this girl stuff, to try out other things I've previously neglected.

Like flossing, for example. And Listerine. And excersizing (I'm starting to do the 5 Tibetian Rites everyday, and my am I spry!).


And you know what? In some crazy, ironic way, all of this girl stuff has released something inside me. I feel free. Fresh. New.

And, most importantly:


*shhh...can you keep a secret?




I've been writing!