the textual siege.

today i got a taste of the tai tai life and got plucked, oiled, gelled, steamed, masked and massaged like a chicken ready to be made into an accompaniment to your rice.

well it was an experience and i will be returning cos it's a bleddy early christmas present and it's a rather pricey package.

but can i say...i really hate lying there and being forced to listen to elevator music?! that crap is ridiculous and it should be played to torture extremists and terrorists, not ladies who just want to look better!

so for my boo and whichever poor sod wants to vie for my hand in marriage, you can heave a sigh of relief now because i'm quite sure i can't be a tai tai. just feed me well and shut it when i plonk down 2 g's for a bag.