Too busy to post much.

I keep having to re-calculate my age, as I have a birthday coming up, and I can't seem to remember my age correctly. So whenever it's in context (uh, am I over 30?) I have to do the math and then I think huh, I keep forgetting I'm 31. And that I'm turning 32. And ...wait, did I do the math right, that sounds wrong. Huh.

I have no idea why these ages seem wrong. It's not denial, or shock or anything. They just seem wrong, mathematically.

I have that same reaction to being 32, sarameg.

And if any under-30 Buffista wants to pipe up and reassure me that these in fact were a bunch of nutbars and that most sane under-30s don't in fact equate nude goolies with handwashing and flossing, I'd be much reassured.

I'm not your typical under-30, but DUDE. I don't consider a nude goolie to be daily hygiene. Are these the same people who believe in The Rules?

have never been sure if it is really considered a derogatory term.

Is there debate about that?

I got into a strange argument the other day with a woman who swears up and down that she's the ungirliest woman you'd ever meet. Totally waxed down yonder. I pointed out that was a femme thing to do, and she railed against the very idea. It's not feminine to remove body hair. It's just what you have to do.

Plus, of course, it hurts, and it's totally ungirly to volunteer for pain to make yourself more attractive.

Are these the same people who believe in The Rules?

I think they're the same people who get those obscene sweet-16 parties filmed by MTV, who then grow up into those horrible Bridezillas. (Yes, I have been watching too much TV lately.)

Hec gave me his Fetishes and Cultural Expectations 101 lecture and talked me down

Fetishes and cultural expectations are all well and fine; I just don't care for the double standard. One gender's hairy private parts are not inherently ickier OR cleaner than the others.

I hope you read this article for work at your medical-y place, and not for any type of FUN.

Ha -- I read about that on Gawker!

Also, I found out why my one coworker was so laissez faire about the work I need her to do -- she thought the deadline was Friday, not TOMORROW. Oy.

It's not feminine to remove body hair. It's just what you have to do.

ACK! ACK!

I've been saying "Dude, I'm fucking 40" to myself an awful lot. Not that I am 40. I'm just warming up. I don't care how old you are, there's gotta be a point where I'm no longer "a little girl." I'm pretty sure by 38 I should have reached it.

Under-30 here, and uh, those other Young People are crazy. Unless being a mom somehow disqualifies me to be officially under 30, which I'm afraid it might, at least among my goolie-waxing peers.