It was 15 minutes of pure pain. I asked him twice to be softer, but nothin'. Abram kept assuring me I would feel great the next day. Nope. Nothing. Don't do it.
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5 comments:
Sounds like the kind of massage Andy would like...deep tissue. Ugh. I always feel sick after one.
Gail Kimball is going to massage school and is always looking for clients. I recommend her. Very nice.
i've always wondered about those. down here in our mall, they have pass-along cards on the desk and i kinda feel obligated to try it. isn't that funny? but now, i'm not so sure.
So you finally decided to do it huh? Well...you win some and you lose some. Sounds like you need to invest in a real massage. :)
That is so funny, I have always been too creeped out by the desperate look on their face as you walk by. I just ignore them totally and completely. Glad to hear I haven't been missing out on a hidden treasure.
I can't think I would enjoy any massage that is conducted in front of every other mall-going human being in the city. I need privacy. And I need no chit-chat from the massage therapist. It's one thing when I'm getting my hair cut: chit chat away. But a massage? Just let me put my face in the hole and pretend I'm in Hawaii or somewhere, thank you.
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