Pubic regrowth is a bitch!

No matter what anyone tells you, or tries to tell you, or drugs and tells you, or even hypnotises and tells you, having your pubes grow back after a few days hurts like the dickens!  Not so much in the actual "eish eina" way, but the itching and the sharp little pains as your undies rub over the skin and then the pants (or skirts) or whatever that you wear over that area  just HAVE to go and contribute to the itching and the scratchiness and and and...

<Deep breath!>

So that's what's been on my mind of late.  Pretty horrible, I know, and completely not usually what's making noise in my upper head.

Had any good lollipops lately?

Something that has been bothering me is old songs.  "On Top of Spaghetti" is a firm favourite, outdone only by "You are my Sunshine", with Tom Jones and his "What's New, Pussycat?" floating in and out of my consciousness.  OMG, the noise these three are making!  I tell you, kattekore have nothing on this lot.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy
When skies are grey!
I lost my poor meeeeeeaaaatbaaaaaaaallll
When somebody sneeeeeeeezed!
It rolled off the taaaaaaable and onto the flooooooooor!
Pussycat, pussycat, I love you, yes, I do!!"