July 6
This is the third, the THIRD pic I've tried to put in here. I keep fuckign with the resolution and making them worse. This is it, unfussed with. I'm going to take a class about this or something someday.
I have to bring up a stupid point that occured to me at the grocery store last week (was it last week? was it this week? was it a month ago? I can't remember. The days are all a sad blur). I needed to buy a bag of cotton balls to use with my newly discovered obsession: Aveda Exfoliant. I am, by and large, a huge fan of facial toners to begin with, having enormously oily skin. I've been using Estee Lauder's Somethingorother because I like how it smells. I liked how it smelled, that is, until I found Aveda. Aveda smells like sweet dirt and costs about 50 dollars an ounce. Of course, if I tip the bottle onto the cotton ball, about half of the contents dissapear. It's a strange thing. The Estee Lauder? I've had for two months. The tiny bottle of Aveda? Mostly gone, I've had it for two weeks. I use the exact same amount. Someone ought to propose a research grant about toner evaporation. Anyhow, the point of this isn't expensive toner, it's cotton balls.
I'm at the market, I'm standing in front of the enormous cotton ball selection. I go to pick up the store brand 99 cent bag, saying to myself "They are cotton balls, there is no difference between these and the Johnson and Johnson fancy pants $2.50 ones!" Then, I started looking at the bag of balls in my hand. And back to the Johnson and Johnsons. "100 % Cotton!" they proclaimed. "Huh." I thought "100 percent cotton balls. One would think that ALL cotton balls were 100 cotton, by their name!"
This is not the case. Cotton balls, unless dubbed "100 percent Cotton!" are not, in fact, cotton. I'm sure there's some cotton in there, but not 100%. The other part? I'm thinking it's fiberglass. Fiberglass and cotton. It could be true. So, I'm standing there with two bags of cotton balls in my hands, or more specifically, one bag of cotton balls and one bag of "cotton " balls and I'm going over in my head, going over and going over what the "cotton" balls could be made of. Fiberglass was definitely my first thought. Then, I got a clear mental image of me, standing in the bathroom, Turbie Twister in hair, dabbing at my face with a wad of rayon. Then, it changed to nylon. Then, back to fiberglass.
Okay, I guess the point of my story is thusly: Be aware, my gentle consumers. When you are buying cotton balls, they are not cotton. No, no. They are fiberglass and ham. Use caution when dabbing them on your privates.
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Which will you go for
Which will you love
Which will you choose from
From the stars above
Which will you answer
Which will you call
Which will you take for
For your one and all
And tell me now
Which will you love the best.Which do you dance for
Which makes you shine
Which will you choose now
If you won't choose mine
Which will you hope for
Which can it be
which will you take now
If you won't take me
And tell now
Which will you love the best.