Aug 11, 2005 21:48
So I went to get an ultrasound of my neck today. My new doctor thinks that an ultrasound might tell him something about...........something. I don't know. Doctors are weird and like to order lots of tests so that they will know things. Now he has several pictures of my beautifully overactive thyroid.
So anyways, I go to the hospital and they call me back after some waiting time. The technition was a nice looking young lady. Mid 20s I'd say, blonde hair, trendy thick glasses. So wasn't unattractive, but she wasn't anything special. So anyways we go back, walk into a room, she closes the door, pulls the curtain and says "take off your shirt". Quite naturally I'm like "huh" and think 'don't i have to buy you dinner first?' she then explains that she does not want the gel to get all over my shirt. I was shocked to learn that gel was involved. Anywho, I took off my shirt and laid down and she procceeded to rub warm gel all over my chest and kneck. Then leaning over me she rubbed the ultra sound thingy up and down my kneck for a few minutes. Friends, it was the closest thing to sex I've had in three months. It felt very inappropriate and somewhat sexy. Okay, that's probably more information than you wanted to know.
A completely unrelated story:
I was in Target today when I decided to give up, hide my balls and buy Anna Nalick's CD. It was on sale, I really liked her song and she is easy on the eyes! So, I summoned up all my masculinity and picked it up with my razor, shave cream and old spice deoderant. I then proceeded to race to the check out afraid someone might see me. And purchased as fast as I could. I am such a fucking spaz!! On the flip side, the albulm is amazing. The young Ms. Nalick is an extremely talented songwriter and is not afraid to do things a little differently. Good stuff.
I watched Vanilla Sky. I don't know if I understood it at all, but I kind of liked it!
More randomness to come...